Dove smiled as the man shook his wet hair from his face. She was grateful to be protected from the raindrops, at least partially. Not that she would have particularly cared if she got as soaked as a cat left out in the rain.

The brief, crooked smile made Dove want to entice out a truer one, especially as it faded. "Is it a cat? Perhaps a saucer of milk?" She had no idea what manner of pet this Virgil was. She was at least certain it could not be a child for surely he would a bit more concerned than he was currently displaying and not grumbly as he was.

"It is not a hassle. The rain will not cause me to melt and has yet to cause me trouble beyond, perhaps, a cold," besides, she felt invested now in assisting the man in getting the thus far mysterious, unseen Virgil out of the rabbit hole and back in the arms of his human companion.