Aurora sticks close by Valkyrie now that she's been given affection, there must be more where that came from. Frank just shrugs at the questioning, he'd been called worse. Like "Vin Diesel's the babysitter, but for dogs." Just as a recent example. "Something like that," he admits, gesturing towards the Inn. He's more than used to her looking less than put together, but there's no recognition there for him in her eyes and maybe it's for the best. "I can get you something."

It's as good a distraction as any, about now. He remembers her easy companionship with Max and a frown tugs at his lips, missing the dog and his friend in equal measure, even though the latter is technically right in front of him.

"That's Aurora. I think she likes you." He brushes by her to step inside the Inn, the pit bull and Aretha coming with him while Aurora sticks close by Valk. The rest of the dogs opt to stay outside.