Doc arches a curious eyebrow at the basket and the lunch. She's noticed the fact that he'll stay outside all morning and into late afternoon without eating.

"And a couple'a pieces of jerky," he adds, and then he tucks the brown paper wrapping into his coat pocket as he inclines his head towards the back door.

He has another sip of his coffee and adjusts his scarf as they head out. It's not all that cold, but still early. The sun hasn't come up yet, but the light to the 'east' is already starting to tint the sky.