He watches the dog roll to his back, drumming the floor with what can best be described as percussive, canine joy. He drops into a crouch, meeting the dog's eyes evenly.

"Don't scratch the walls," he says with the utmost even sincerity, then looks to Daine with a less-than-certain outlook upon having just opened conversation with a dog over whose care he has now found himself apparently and unexpectedly made responsible. "That's all."