What happens will be what always happens when Vanille wants a new pet: Fang will evaluate that animal as a potential work or food source, kind of shake her head at the whole matter, and then give in and take care of whatever it was if not quite to the same amount Vanille does, still a pretty good bit. A lot of animals on Gran Pulse weren't meant to be tamed, however, and one incident too many had lead to Fang suggesting that Vanille "adopt" one of the little robots that helped out around the community, since it had an AI that functioned on a high enough level to be receptive to a human. All in all it had worked out. Hopefully this little critter would, too, because Fang could already tell there would be no separating the thing from Vanille, and probably no separating Vanille from it. And of course there's a dog as well. Why wouldn't there be a dog.

"Couldn't leave you again, now could I. Wouldn't be much of a family if I had." Even if she hadn't realized she had, knowing Vanille had been alone for so long still hits her where it hurts. And with that reminder of how much time has passed, Fang takes a further step back, letting the branch drop and reaching down to grab the crocdog as he once again tried to dart between their feet, seeking assurance. With a firm nod, she focuses on Vanille once again, brooking no arguments here. "Let's see that brand. Now." Her own is very obviously on display, since she's still wearing next to no clothing and not caring at all.