Soren's eyes lit up at the prospect of food, as well as his dog. He waited until Artan's needle was far from his wrist before flopping down on the ground to smooch Dog. He beamed at Henn. "I'm still a big wuss, you know. And thank you for food." He was pretty gleeful at the prospect of pausing and sitting and having a little impromptu picnic.
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