He's pretty well grown, and since he's a magic'd up bear, he probably won't grow more. The pat has his eyes looking up at the other woman, but his fuzzy bear expression only shows mild curiosity as his main focus stays on chewing the fabric.

"Literally like half an hour, maybe. So far he's pretty much just a chubby, cuddly furball, very well behaved." She beams like a proud pet mom owner, dropping her hand to rub his head before she tries nudging him lightly to discourage the chewing. He doesn't even slow down. "Except for this chewing thing, just keeps gnawing on shit, he already pretty much ate one of my other boots."