"Love? What are you talking about? Mr. Holmes, don't you think such a thing is too heavy and too luxurious for us?"
At this moment, Lorenzo also turned into a cute little dog in Erin's eyes. However, this little dog was different from other dogs; it had sharp fangs, a fierce look in its eyes, and its body was full of menacing muscles.
Sometimes you can hardly classify him as a dog; rather than saying he's a dog, it's more accurate to describe him as a monster with a dog's appearance. Yet, this monster is so pitiful, so much so that Erin wanted to reach out and pat his head.
As their eyes met, Lorenzo also realized the ridiculousness of his situation. Erin had completely blurred everything by now; perhaps it didn't matter to her anymore.
"So what reason brought you back? You could totally run away, with your skills it wouldn't be hard to find a place to live incognito, would it?"
