Hushed Willows Dads leave. No reason to be a pussy about it.

He hadn't realized what Tambourine was focused on but the grunts eventually got his attention and Stark couldn't help the quick bark of a laugh. He could dissuade him, sure. He could try and get him to stop, or, he could watch him for a moment. He reached over and patted the ground, scooting closer as his tail twitched behind him. "Not gonna get much there, kid." He'd probably never stop hoping, either, as most men did. 

He licked his lips, reaching out to gently nudge the puppy with his snout - if Octavia came back and he was just sitting there watching try to self serve, it wouldn't leave the best impression with they young mother. The Theta was a bit more hopeful of making a good impression so he'd try and get the kiddo to focus on something (anything) else.