"At least you tried. I'm proud of you." Berek said with a nod, his hand idly petting Humphrey's head while Ferona scratched his mane on the base of his neck. He looked to be in canine heaven right now, the dog comfortable and smiling big. "Well, my day was no more exciting. Just haggling over prices and trying to find a dress I thought you'd enjoy. But I guess it beat's staying here. Next time I'll take you with me. We might even get Jeffrey some exercise if you want to ride him." 

He suddenly noticed it was a tad chilly in here, and realized the furnace had not been worked all day. That and the night times were getting colder. "Hold on a moment," he said to her, and he stood up to go and turn the furnace on, though it was on a low heat, working the bellows for a minute until it grew nice and warm. He plopped down on the cot, and realized it was now quite comfortable in the room. 

"I can make dinner soon, if you want." He told her, though he now lay back on the cot, his big arms behind his head, biceps prominent. Though his feet were on the ground. He breathed in, enjoying the warmth and the company.