Klaus tries to loosen up, wincing in pain from the initial thrust as he turns to look around the cave for his crew. Maybe, just maybe, if he plays his cards right with this hellhound, it'll work out in his favor. Dogs are a man's best friend after all, right? Regardless of whether or not that idea is really all that sound, he grinds subtly back into the thrust, reaching one hand back to stroke the hellhound's back and hopefully pacify it somewhat. Despite this, he's wary, and ready to pull his hand away if he hears a growl.