Being offered the man's rations- no wait, what are these? -isn't something Tech expects, so he does take a moment to indulge curiosity as he picks out one of the twisty cracker things for inspection. It is quite clear he's never seen anything like it, but then when you're used to your food either being from the military cafeteria or in compacted geometric shapes, actual (?) food is a novelty.

"Hm. I can see how that can complicate matters," Tech says, nodding as he absently pockets the pretzel. "So I'm gathering that it isn't with every rotation that a dog is present. Is it just one at any given time?" Accounting for the possible need of a distraction for an animal had not been something he'd considered, but then that's probably a good thing that they're putting in the hours for recon.