Daine stands, brushing crumbs from her lap. Then, since Edgar did sort of ask, she points to Almondine, makes a worried expression, and then points to Edgar: Almondine's worried about you. It's not surprising; Almondine's a very clever dog, and probably has as good a grasp on how serious the situation is as anyone else does.

On impulse, Daine takes Edgar's hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze, figuring Almondine will take as much comfort from the gesture as Edgar will. It'll be okay, she thinks firmly to herself.