Michael nodded as she got up, rubbing his face lightly. Getting to his feet, grabbing a shirt from his dresser and taking off the one he was wearing. Old burn marks were visible across his skin, he put on the black one watching as Haley bumped into his leg for food. 

"Alright girl alright your getting impatient." He rubbed her head, putting down food and water on the floor for her to eat. "Whose a good dog," Hal barked in response making a smile spread across his lips.