Ruadh tolerates the contact, clipped ears flattening and head tipped away, remaining still throughout before circling away once released.

Ellis is seated on the lone stone bench beneath the bare-branched tree. The courtyard may be picturesque during the warmer months, but without any leaves and the grass scrubby and dull, it makes for a less than enticing location. Not that Ellis is overly concerned with it. His head tips towards the bench beside him as Ruadh scrapes a paw through the dirt, settles at Ellis' left.

"Aye," he answers. "I've an offer to put to you, if you'll hear it."