"Au au au au!" Tin was biting Elliot's leg, wanting Elliot's attention.
Elliot could not pay attention to Tin right now. His mind was running at high speed, searching for answers, solutions, paths and plans. He had never been the type to think very deeply about things, and now that he needed to actively think about every action he took, most of Elliot's day was immersed in thought.
Alice, noticing the sad sounds Tin was making, bent down and picked him up, petting his furry little tummy, much to the dog's delight. Tin was not intimidated by new surroundings or unfamiliar people, which showed that he would never be a good watchdog, but this was never Elliot's goal.
