Trotting forwards, he frowned when Mr Growls didn’t reach out to give him the usual ear scratch. “You okay there?” Burrow gave one of the hands a nudge with his muzzle, before sitting on his rump and taking off his helmet. “Look, Pillar’s cold, but from the sounds of it he was trying to help you out. If he said anything… wait, is that it?” Burrow tilted his head. “Did you think that he was me, and you’re embarrassed that you mixed us up?”