"I have some paper in my room," he offers. "I can go grab it once we're done here." He turns his attention back to Angelo, happily petting her some more as he listens to Rinoa's explanation. Of course, since he doesn't know about their social groups, he's imagining that they would hunt much smaller prey -- something that could fit in their mouth, probably.

"Can you roll over, sweetheart? Show me your tummy?" He's finished the looking part, capping the flashlight and putting it back in his pocket. Now it's time to listen.