[He first looks at her warily, but he forces himself to push away that initial wave of distrust. She's only trying to help, and if what she says is true, then he shouldn't be so cold towards her. He still comes off awkward, however, as he glances away and starts moving deeper into the room.]

Let's clean up here first... Then downstairs. I need to check their food and water, and then brush them out.

[He frowns as he runs a hand through their leafy floof, withered leaves and barbs pulling away along with loose hair.]

It really has been a while...

[They at least look healthy and not starving, but how long have they been like this?]