Obviously it was already too late to tell Mick to not get attached to a probably doomed puppy, so Leonard just sighed once and then followed Mick into the other room, since there wasn't really anything else he could do anyway. Besides, puppies were still puppies and it wasn't as if he hated puppies. He was still human, somewhere deep down there. "He's tiny."

Another small thing that depended on him. But if it was this important to Mick, they'd find a way.