The dog was scared. Not surprising, considering the circumstances. They'd all been scared, waking up in this place. Owen wondered if the dog could smell Cecilia. This was her bathroom, her bedroom. Owen considered for a moment and then stood, stepping back to make room. "He might be able to smell her, if this is actually Neptune. Maybe if he can roam and catch her scent, he'll be more relaxed. We can take him to the kitchen to get some water, and then we should take him down to Cecilia." He could only imagine how happy she would be to see the dog. Despite the circumstances, she deserved some happiness.