It quickly becomes apparent that the mysterious creature that leapt from the shadows is actually very friendly and likely a good boy. Ib giggles and reaches a hand toward the dog, who licks her fingers.

"We do. I'll go get him some."

It is food intended for the animals in the circus and she knows they have to be careful about wasting any, but surely there's a little extra. For such a nice dog. Ib hurries off, recovering her dropped bucket as she goes.

And returns in a few minutes with a bowl of food for their new friend, which she sets on the ground.

"Here you go."