Baker whuffs against Syrlya's hand, curiously, but he's too well-trained to actually chew on it. Syrlya's a bit too active to be thought of in the same terms as a stick, although it's close enough there's a lot in common...

"Baker? Yeah, he's Childermass's. Same world Pig comes from... Butcher's dad, actually." He'll ignore that raised brow in favor of expectantly watching for Syrlya's reaction. Most people have something to say about a dog and a horse having a donkey for a baby.