[Well he sure won't say no to more eggs or more warm hand scritches. So far he's liking this change of scenery, even if he does feel a little guilty leaving Garvey and the settlers on their own. But the Storyteller had said that time was stopped back at home, hadn't they? So...they're safe as long as he's gone. This is perhaps for the best, then.]
[Dogmeat focuses his attention on her touch instead of that somewhat bleak thought, pressing his head into her hands eagerly. He has no way of voicing his concern that she eat enough as well, but tries his best by sniffing towards Nari's face.]
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[Dogmeat focuses his attention on her touch instead of that somewhat bleak thought, pressing his head into her hands eagerly. He has no way of voicing his concern that she eat enough as well, but tries his best by sniffing towards Nari's face.]
[What about you? Don't you need these?]