His plan had been to walk around till Hank or Amanda called to give orders or a request but so far he'd yet to receive either. Instead coming across your shivering form huddled up in an alleyway. Knowing you wouldn't survive long like this, he'd brought you to the police station to get dry till he could figure out how to help you properly. Now you sat on a desk with blankets wrapped around you. You seemed young so he tried what he could muster of a friendly approach: "Do you like dogs?"