"Are they expensive?" he asks, pleased that Jesus is being proactive on Nibbles' behalf. K has been a bit distracted himself, so he just takes this as evidence that he made the right decision by turning over care, at least temporarily.

"Hold on, let me make sure Apricot recognizes me," he cautions at the door, because there's definitely already a dog barking on the other side. A dog that sounds very large and intimidating, even though when she's visible down the hall she barely comes up to K's knees.