The boy makes a bit of a face, in some vague disapproval of whatever writing choices these comic creators have made. There is no specific sense of why he holds the opinions he does, but such is the world of storytelling.

"That was fast." He flips through the pages, then looks at the rest of the comics Richie brought. "

Dog wags his tail happily, sitting down next to Richie and leaning into the pets. Lack of treats can be forgiven at this time, but he should make sure to compensate next time they see each other.

Another creature comes up to sniff at Richie's other hand. In comes Bubsy the Jackalope, and it's a miracle she didn't stab his arm as she went to inspect his hand.