It's second-nature to invite people over, he doesn't even think that might be weird until Foggy's repeating it back to him. He's preparing for the rejection when instead comes an easy acceptance. Okay...? This whole meet has been more than a little surreal, but Frank isn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He nods, snapping once to get the dogs' attention before signing Home. They seem to get the idea, snuffling along the trail they can somehow find even under a foot of snow. There isn't too much ground to cover from the park back to good ol' House Six, at least not on a usual day. The weather drags it out some.
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"You found a place to stay yet?"