"Feet Hank?" Baba blinked at this. It was such an odd thing for someone to say, even though it made sense. He was very insecure about them, so of course he'd use them as an identifier. People were so odd sometimes. She walked slowly toward him, wondering what she smelled like now to him.
"Not at the docks, though I'm sure a big bear like you enjoys the water." Her head tilted slightly as she looked at him, her eyes narrowing a little. "How ever did you wind up like this? Let me guess, your adventurous friend?" Baba had no idea honestly, but blaming the woman seemed like a good place to start no matter what.
"The one who likes all sorts of people?" She saw nothing wrong with liking all sorts of people, of course, but there were some sorts that could be more useful than others.