A... what? Javik simply frowned in response, finding it best to not take the bait. Damon was well aware of what patrolling entailed, after all.

"Sand." After a moment, he finally took a seat, folding his hands together on the table. Prativ watched Buck and Damon, sticking his nose forward to try and get in on some of those pats. Athame, meanwhile, ignored all of them, nose to the floor as she inspected the bedroom. There were a lot of weird smells in here.