"HA! That works on two levels, I just realized! Totes like totally and totes like .. a tote! Which LL Bean sells! Good one, Major," he jokes, going so far as to high five himself just out of pure amusement. Look, it's been a really long time since he's been able to go braindead thanks to video games, and he's a little starved for entertainment. Give the guy a break, okay?

"Uh, what're you --" he starts, seeing her start to chomp down on her bracelet. He almost thinks to suggest going to the Inn to get some food for her until everything clicks, and he gets what she's doing. "Yeah, yeah, you've got a point. I mean, I'm a liberal ex-social worker from Seattle, so I'm all about helping each other to the best of our abilities because it ensures our greatest chance of survival. I just .. uh, didn't think I was gonna have to be living that out like this. In a strange village, floating in some altered plane of existence." He opens his mouth to protest her suggestion that he isn't smart enough to fashion some kind of harness, but she isn't exactly wrong, either. "Yeah, okay. Shoelaces," he says with a slight pout, stopping to pet the puppy to go about undoing his boot's laces.