The pup sniffed at the lad's feet while Uriel looked down at him. Hoping to ease the kid's nerves, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well then you are in good company. As long as you don't have foibles... ah... that is, issues... mucking and getting dirty. You look like you can handle it." In other words, Uriel was pretty desperate because the baby was coming at any moment and he knew he needed the extra help when that happened. "Are you sober and hard working?" He ushered Noah in. He gestured to the chair at the table, "You look like you could use a good meal, you hungry?" And without waiting for an answer, the big man was already making a cheese sandwich and the dog must have been left outside because he was not gravitating toward his master or the food in hand. It just so happened that Uriel was in the middle of making sandwiches when interrupted by Noah.