So it understands what he's saying, too. There's a lot of magic going on here. Fakir blinks. Wait, was he an animal too, when he first woke up on that boat. His mind seems to be moving slowly in the cold as well as his body, but there was definitely something wrong with his limbs...

That has to wait. Right now, he's either going to die of the cold out here or, he supposes, be killed by ghosts elsewhere. He'll take the chance that the dog is, in fact, an ally. Carefully, he follows the dog over the ice.