Robb placed a few of the livers and kidneys into the bowl and then crouched to place it on the floor for the puppy before moving to wash the blood from his hands at the kitchen sink. The water was frigid, and he found himself first wishing they had the hot water in here that the did in the washroom, and then inwardly chastising himself for having grown so soft as to even have such a fancy.

"Akira's an odd sort of name, how'd you come up with it?"