How he manages not to drop the rest of his items is as much a wonder to Enter as anything else, and he raises an eyebrow as he uses his grip to drag the boy around to face him properly.

They are of a height, actually, this human is only just a small fraction smaller than him. Not that it matters.

"Hello." He emphasizes the greeting with a little growl, and finally grows fed up with the makeshift barrier the excess of groceries the boy is carrying makes. He sweeps his free arm across it all, tightens his grip with his other hand and even calls a few cables to help him scatter the groceries good and proper.

"You are a friend of the one called Dillon."