Quite an agreeable dog on top of everything else. He smiles faintly and settles in comfortably on the ground, scratching around the fluff of the dog's tummy, his free hand fishing around until he comes up with a wireless game controller that he uses to first turn on his game system, then to turn it to a music station so that they at least have some background noise.

"D'you want something to eat? I don't actually have food for you, but maybe I can ask a neighbor for dogfood? I've got lunch meat too, as long as you promise not to eat all of it."