The staff didn't seem to mind, seeing as the dog was clean and, moreover, so very friendly. So they don't stop the dog going wherever it wants to, even into patient rooms.

It's the quiet clicking of claws against the floor that attracts his attention. He looks up and sees... a dog walking in. Azwel blinks a couple times, then a smile crossing his face. Then he reaches out a bandaged hand, extending the uncovered fingers toward the dog for a sniff.

"Hullo, there," he murmurs. "Aren't you lovely?"