Bearbear did follow, happily bounding after Lana, then into the snow to do her business. And, as expected, it wasn't too far from the door, but she took a minute to wander, bouncing through the snow that was already pretty high on her.
Marco wrapped his arms around himself as he stood in the doorway, his attention wandering between his dog and several other things. Mostly the hallway where the bathroom was. This was fine, he'd get there in a minute. He didn't rush Bearbear, figuring that she had more to do if she was still hopping around in the cold. He spared a glance towards Lana, wondering if he was supposed to talk to her. Was it suspicious if he didn't? "You... You got here after the dogs?" he asked, quietly enough that he wasn't sure that he hadn't just mumbled it.