It's okay, it'll be okay, she tries to reassure him. Betty pants as she lays next to him, trying to calm down herself. It was so easy to get worked up when you were a dog. Now that she knew who he was, she could almost see his expression in that worried dog face.

Betty whimpers when he hits a sore spot, putting her head down on her front paws to try and lay still. The leg has stopped bleeding thankfully. It's feeling a little better.