As the owner of one willful and derpy mabari himself, Hawke is more than used to surprise goosings from large dog noses. Not that having a cold dog nose shoved with impunity where the sun doesn't shine is a pleasant experience, but in the grand scheme of things, he's experienced much worse.

So when he is interrupted by said dog nose from his extremely important errands (goofing off whilst searching for a tavern), he's not particularly bothered or offended. In fact, this one seems to be no different than usual, up until he hears someone yelling at the dog to get down, and he's being apologized to by a stranger. Glancing down, he notes with some surprise that while the enthusiastic dog is definitely a mabari, it's also definitely not his dog...which in turn causes him to return his gaze to the apologetic elf with more curiosity than might otherwise be piqued in such a situation.

"No harm done, I think. Better the backside than the front, anyway."