Yeah, the fox don't look like he took to bein' carried around lightly. He's still hangin' around, though, so there's that. Presumably he would'a run off if he wasn't havin' a great time of it.

"Seems there's all sorts of things like that running around," he says with a languorous shrug. He knows better than to offer a hand for the fox to sniff - if it chomps down on his phalanges, he's dust. The perks and fun of havin' 1 HP, right?