Caro is just reaching up to at least get the scarf away from her mouth when Walter's coat meows. "Are you kidding me?" She says it almost perfectly in time with Murphy. Well.

She finally does pull the scarf down and her gloves off as she eyes the army of dogs. Well, at least they're not swarming her. She is vaguely concerned though, because she's not sure how well a dog army and a tiny kitten are going to get along.

Ugh, the change in temperature isn't enough to get rid of the godawful stinging in her face. She rubs at her scars idly. "That's... that's a lot of dogs."

Not the smartest thing she's ever said, but it's awkward and she's really, really cold.