[ bandit's first response is to look up from his food, giving a little ruff?! of confusion. jack knows his type is prone to fighting, and while he can't say he's not also startled, his expression clearly one of what the fuck, he puts a hand on bandit to keep him from attacking.

which, it turns out, is smart, as the guy in the trench coat says it's friendly. jack takes a moment to answer, looking at bandit, who's gone from alarmed to curious. ]

If it's friendly, sure.

[ he takes his hand off bandit, who bounds up to the silphally, sniffing at it and then giving a bark of greeting to MIPS. jack, for his part, stands up, brushing sand off the back of his pants. ]

I haven't seen one like that before. Kind of assumed they came in weird animal shapes, mostly.

[ color him wrong! ]