Ah-! Let me up, let me up! How're you so mighty for something so little? [ he asks one, shifting about and having to pause to gently nudge happy wet noses and tiny sharp teeth away. finally, he's upright, a hand going to his hair to try and smooth it. ]
Hullo! [ a chirp at flynn, once he spots him. then, he's gathering four at once into his arms before he stands and trots over. ] Dogs are lovers. They love everyone, even if you're weak or small or stupid. You only have to be good to them.