Seeming pleased at the fact that her tail was wagging, Hamish grinned at her. Eventually, if she hadn't showed him a suggestion that she didn't like it, he would have transferred his scratching instead toward her ears once she laid her head on his chest. He figured that she might have enjoyed that much like a dog. "Why do I have a feeling you'd like seeing me with fuzzy ears?"<br/><br/>Following along, Finnick gained permission as well to enter. It was a lot of formalities, which he thought was strange. He figured that knowing the chief of the guard would have made things a great deal easier. If nothing else, then he was the third in charge, but he wondered if this was all because they wanted to make sure the two girls weren't spies or something.