Jack righted himself quickly once he was free, running his hands through his hair to soothe out the phantom sensation of a squirrel mussing it up. He watched the way he relaxed with her in awe, convinced she was just some sort of miracle-worker with animals for that alone.
The sadness in her tone puzzled him, not really understanding why she might think he didn't like Dewey. It was just a very, very rough start between them as far as he was concerned.
"No, no. You can keep him if he can behave himself indoors. I think it's more that he might not like me," he offered, chuckling under his breath like he was certain that was all it was, not really understanding that he was the one that needed to build trust with her pet.
He reached out cautiously to try to pet Dewey seeing as he seemed much more content in Kendall's hand, finally taking up some of her advice as he introduced himself slowly to the squirrel like he was a child that might not understand him if he spoke too fast, "Hi... Dewey. I'm Jack. Your new...um-"
Jack lifted his head to meet Kendall's eyes questioningly, "Does he consider you his mother? Will I be his father, then?"