Cerulean Cape Settled in, into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket

She was pleased to see that she'd awakened something inside him with the mention of food, and it caused her to hope that fixing him up was a distinct possibility. He needed rest, food, water, and probably some shelter too- somewhere comfortable to sleep, and she reckoned he would be much better off if not left by himself. She, being as lonely as she was, simply settled easily into the position of his caretaker, as empathy came as easily to her as breathing did. 

She wasn't sure what to make of his offer to help- She sat up and gazed down at him at first with concern, and then with kind amusement. She gently nuzzled the top of his muzzle, and gave one of his ears a lick. "Can stay here," She said amicably, more to reassure him than command him. "Will eat crab?" She asked, pricking her ears so that the tufted tips nearly crossed over her fine forehead. She hoped that would at least reassure him that she wouldn't be going far- likely within eyesight, poking along the rocks of the shoreline to see if she could find anything hiding there. Hunting crabs did not take much effort...They weren't a terribly substantial meal, but perhaps she could find something else for him to eat while she looked for those.