Mark stayed huddled under his cloak, a fall like that would have at least injured someone, and he was not sure if this fox was friendly, but he knew if he tried to go outside, he would be killed by the sun. He heard the man call and he opens a small gap in his coat and calls out "i am fine...thanks for your concern." He then closes the gap and scratches the foxes hide alittle, gently, to show he meant no harm, for all the fox had to do was throw him off to kill him. "i did not mean to hurt ya mr. fox, the catcus got you, please, lets get to some shade..."