[The noise that wrenches itself from his throat is horrifying enough that Pinsy immediately uses his chest and arms as a springboard to leap away from him. Which is just as well, because in the next second, he's clawing desperately at his face to get the drool off of it.]

Hawke, how could you! That foul, disgusting creature -- !

[As soon as he can open his eyes without fearing rubbing dog slobber into them, he looks down at his clawed robes and the Skitty now stretching up against Hawke's leg in an effort to bat at Dog Two's wagging tail.]

And you! What could you possibly want with that thing? I was trying to protect you from it!

[Deception... Disgrace... This is what real betrayal looks like.]