i would like to hold my little hand

The stranger smiled, and Ivy took another careful step forward. It was curious, his head quirking to the side. What was he even supposed to do with a stranger? At least Ivy wasn't a fraidycat. Nope, he'd walk right up to the strange man and... oh, well, maybe he shouldn't do that? Who knows. Not that Ivy would be trusting about his approach to the man, but it was easier to relax now that this Astrophel smiled. A smile was a good sign-- right? There was a snowball's chance in hell that Ivy would be able to say his name (too many syllables, Ivy could already feel himself tripping over all of them), so he focused on his question instead.

"Lookin' for something fun to do," Ivy said with a shrug. "Everyone else is napping, or doing adult things, or something," the pup wrinkled his nose at the mention of adult things. The "or something" was for good measure, because there was really no telling exactly what his family was up to at this point. The pup was bored, so he'd decided to entertain himself... but what entertainment was there out here. "What're you doin'?" Ivy peered at the man with curiosity. Maybe he had something fun to do? The pup could hope.
"Words"