"My. You two must have made for quite an interesting pair." Roland answers with a chuckle, trying to imagine a dog and a (were)wolf running around happily under the moonlight. In a strange sort of way, it could be very romantic. "That's a very heavy task though, isn't it?" He leans back towards the answers Casper shared on his form, humming under his breath. "To help others cope..."

Grief therapy, says the guy who won't acknowledge his own, no thanks.

"Listen, I just want you to know that if you're having a bad day yourself, we can just pet your dog form just as you like. Not for any other purpose. Okay?" Roland offers a small smile, flashed to Bob as if they're already co-conspirators. That's no small feat, after all. And as Casper volunteers to help others on the train readily, then it is Roland's job to ensure he is taken care of himself.