I imagine they didn’t have a choice in the matter. Whoever owned him [It’s a her, but Kain’s still not going to bother with confirming which it is so he can correctly gender it.] likely was aboard the trains we were sent to find. I imagine the dog was lucky to be alive.

And he seems to rather like you. [He said with the confident, relaxed tones of someone who’d just walk away if the dog was offered back to him.]