Well at least he appears to know what happened to some juncture.

"After, if you please." He probably doesn't please, but perhaps at least they can sort through the gist of things and get his head on right. He doesn't enjoy to see the man in discomfort or pain, and there's a deeper part of him that is rightly bothered by it. So much so that his own muzzle creases down into a near-matching frown.

The placid surface of his lake rippling slightly with the stronger emotion that dared bring out something more than a neutral affect.