"I... I don't blame you." Sliding forward, he holds up Myo so that the dog can kiss Layla's cheek. He knows he might get in trouble for interrupting her, but he thinks that the dog could be a good distraction.

Of course, Myo knew something was wrong and wanted to comfort Layla. "You worry others will leave too. And you liked him." He sighed, leaning down to kiss the back of her shoulder. "You have to think that he went back home. To his friends. Family. Something good."