<strong>Name:</strong>Regis<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Cyber Mastif Handler<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Precinct Station<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>One<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Rhia Euphrati,<em>Regis</em>, Cato Bones, Elias Scragg, Veyda<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Status Effects:   None<br/>Wounds:  0</div></div><br/>Regis walked alongside with Elias.  His hood was down, but the grill covering his jaw—assuming his still had one—made it impossible to see if there was any reaction.  His face stayed bland enough.  He gave no reply to the innuendos, but did pause before they entered the station and reached down to touch Dieter on the head.  “Sometimes a technical knock is the appropriate solution.  Thank you.”<br/><br/>After a moment, he continued, “Your reasoning is sound.”  For a moment, a hint of levity showed in his eyes as he finished, “All of it.”<br/><br/>Regis gave a canine smile then the two started into the station.<br/>