[Dezel makes sure the bird is secure in his nest, and then he hears a hiccup. Sounds like it finally sunk in for Sorey. He hesitates-- he's never been good at this sort of thing-- but he would be an awful friend if he didn't try, so he dumps his hat on Sorey's head.]

Come on, let's go back. There's a batch of madeleines with your name on it.

[He'll start guiding the former Shepherd back toward the campsite, if allowed.]

... I'll even let you eat a little of the dough.