[Sniper winced as the dog prodded his legs, one of them still very tender. Leaning toward Chibi, he gave the dog a pat on the head, pushing him off his legs with a groan.]

Watch the leg, Ringo. It's still a bit sore.

[He set the muffin on the ground, rubbing the pain from his wounded knee.]

Hope that's still good. It's a few days old, but shouldn't be too bad.