[Well, that settles it then. After some struggling to figure out how to gently place his tablet back into the dog backpack he's been strapped into by the perimeter guard, he sets out scent-tracking the park until he's close enough to smell the frozen waffles. And a few minutes later he's there, nosing at her arms in an obvious ploy for pets.]
Hey, sentinel kid. My name's Koda. D'you still have waffles?
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Hey, sentinel kid. My name's Koda. D'you still have waffles?