Lake Rodney hanging off my earlobe is a rock

Pausing his ears slanting back catching her words he snorted "You don't have to do anything" he turned to look over his shoulder, a sly smirk on his maw "Coyotes suck so we share a common enemy. My moment of empathy is about to wear off" that was the only explanation he was willing to offer, that he shared in her pain and felt bad enough that he'd offered help impulsively and would absolutely rescind it. "Don't worry I don't want their leftovers" with that he turned back forward and began to walk again, still listening behind him to see if she followed along.