He lets out a happy yipping sound, because anything that isn't raw food is going to be miles above what he could do for himself. He trots along, a self-satisfied wiggle of tail and body because he's feeling pretty smug about being able to find himself some food and he's starved.

Vasquez and starving go hand in hand, but he's never been an animal while in that situation. He thinks maybe he should probably shift back, though, because the person he's avoiding isn't here.

That said, he also wants to make sure he's not going to be completely inappropriate, so he looks around and noses at a blanket, getting under it and giving the woman a barking sound, just to let her know that something is about to happen.