[Eggsy puts his hands on his hips, watching as JB gets exactly what he'd been trying to get. All of James' attention and then some. The pug was extremely friendly and affectionate, and preferred being carried, rather than walking. If he could convince someone to hold and pet him, he was going to do anything he could to make it happen.]

It's a good thing he ain't full grown, yeah? He's a lot easier to manage this small.

[Not that at his full size JB was terribly heavy.]

Nah, not really.

[Eggsy decides that means James is coming with him, cause he turns to Stark and leans down to talk to him. He rubs the alien-dog's head gently, telling him to watch the others while he's gone. When he stands back up, he shrugs and moves towards the door.]

Stark's, um, he seems to be super smart. Sometimes I don't think he's a pet, like the person who sold him to me said. Anyways, it's not that long of a story. Big green guy got mad, broke some glass, and I lost this and died.

[He waves his robot arm.]