Did she have to be such a big dog? Granted, it means he doesn't have to kneel on the cold ground to help her with the robe, but he already looks weird enough at this size without plodding along after a dog literally as big as he is.

"You know where they are?" he asks, and takes all that tail-wagging and deliberate striding off as a 'yes.' That's a relief, though he hadn't expected anything less after all her competence throughout this entire ordeal. Andrew wads up the robe and wraps his arms around it, tottering after Daine on slightly unsure legs. "Are they far? Ah -- bark once for yes, twice for no."