He wobbled over to him.
"Are...you okay...?"
He looks up at him and growls, tears running down his cheeks
"Grrrr-"
His ears flattened onto the sides of his head and he whimpered, backing away
"Mph-s-s-sorry..."
"I-It's okay..."
"I-I-I"
He sniffles
"Shhh...don't cry..."
"Nnn...I-I hate them...I-I hate those stupid white coats!"
"Oh...they aren't t-to bad..."
"N-not too bad!? T-they hurt us-THEY HURT ALL OF US-"
He really shouldn't be talking shit about them-the guards are ALWAYS listening
