[ The dog, for his part, seems to vastly prefer Izō to the squid with a leash. The Emperor hisses a low, damp sigh, then tips its head in acknowledgment. More resigned than anything. ]
He seems to like you. [ It is trying so terribly hard to sound patient about this - as though making an ally of this man is still in the cards now that he's seen its face. One must make some attempt to salvage a disaster. ] Perhaps you could assist.
[ Carefully - to the growl of the beagle mix tucked up against Izō's legs - it shifts forward to set the collar and leash down on a table, then steps away again. ]
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He seems to like you. [ It is trying so terribly hard to sound patient about this - as though making an ally of this man is still in the cards now that he's seen its face. One must make some attempt to salvage a disaster. ] Perhaps you could assist.
[ Carefully - to the growl of the beagle mix tucked up against Izō's legs - it shifts forward to set the collar and leash down on a table, then steps away again. ]