"Most people don't remember me. I don't know if you will." Cole doesn't carry treats, not usually. Unless he's planning on doing something specifically.

He finally looks at Inessa, hand resting on Garahel's head. "You have questions you want to ask me. About me. I'll tell you what I can."

He doesn't really understand the point of fetch, but he offers a hand for the ball and then throws it some distance with old muscle memories from muscles that aren't these.