ooc: Im sorry this took 100 years!
Wren wasn't overly versed in conversation and he took Jeremiah's words honestly; that Jeremiah thought it was good to have met him made his heart leap and his smile broaden to a slightly bashful grin. He shifted his weight a little to get his cold legs to unstiffen, his feet icy even through the socks he was wearing - or rather, because that was all he had on his feet - and get used to holding him upright again and then giggled when the dog pushed her wet nose against his hand.
He reached out and pet the silky ears gently and was astounded to hear the dog liked him. "Wow. I like you too Heart!" he reassured the dog, utterly infatuated. "Oh, well, I don't mind I can drink whatever you're having, I don't mind." he fretted at the idea of Jeremiah going out of his way for him.
"Oh, to eat!" he chirped at the question, his mood upticking as easy as that. "I can't dig them right now, it's too cold, the ground is gone all hard."