"Four? Four." He still doesn't sound sure, even if he's taken a moment to think about it. Shaking his head, he tries to clear his mind and his memory to get a better sense of it, but as it settles in, the picture gets clearer. "Yeah, it was on four, I think, with a really, really big set of four legs," he amends, because he wants to make it clear that Kieren hadn't been panicked over just any animal in an alley.

"I don't know," he says, weary and tired. "Maybe I'm just mad and the whole thing was just a dog in an alleyway."