Owen lets out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding in when Garrett sheathes his sword, his eyes closing briefly and shoulders sagging. Behind him, Blue utters a quieter sound, nudging her snout gently against his back.

The comment drags a soft laugh from him, and he opens his eyes again, lifting an eyebrow at Garrett. "Tried that before. Trust me, it doesn't work well."

Granted, a shock collar isn't quite the same as a bell, but he has a feeling Blue would be even more annoyed by something like that.