Hoh? Dogs, hmm.. [Wow. His expression dulls immediately upon Gojo admitting that he's more of a dog guy..... Or so he reads it as; he has had a lot of experiences with dog people lately. Sorry that you are all objectively wrong.]
[But, arms folded into his kimono sleeves, Matoba doesn't mind taking the lead on approaching the colony of cats they come upon at the end of the alleyway. No surprise they would be found here; the dumpsters collected in this area were right behind a number of Tamamo's luxury sushi and steak restaurants. As they approach, a few fuzzy heads perk up, appraising the men warily from afar.]
Oh, you don't mind? I am maybe a little bit familiar with them, after all. [Matoba squints at the scene, and points across the field of cats--] Why, there's Tomomitsu, and Niikichi...
"Oi, it's that Sutoku weirdo again..."
"Think he's got any snyacks this time~~?"
[Amongst the mangy meows passed around the circle are some clipped words they can understand; one of the cats raises his nose in their direction and eventually saunters over, pecking and hunting as he goes.]
Oya, Goromaru-chan... So you remember me? [Matoba positively beams, leaning over as a plump white and black-spotted cat toddles forth, meowing expectantly at the two men. Coy as it might be playing, it was sniffing the air around the men- for treats, or for danger?]
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[But, arms folded into his kimono sleeves, Matoba doesn't mind taking the lead on approaching the colony of cats they come upon at the end of the alleyway. No surprise they would be found here; the dumpsters collected in this area were right behind a number of Tamamo's luxury sushi and steak restaurants. As they approach, a few fuzzy heads perk up, appraising the men warily from afar.]
Oh, you don't mind? I am maybe a little bit familiar with them, after all. [Matoba squints at the scene, and points across the field of cats--] Why, there's Tomomitsu, and Niikichi...
"Oi, it's that Sutoku weirdo again..."
"Think he's got any snyacks this time~~?"
[Amongst the mangy meows passed around the circle are some clipped words they can understand; one of the cats raises his nose in their direction and eventually saunters over, pecking and hunting as he goes.]
Oya, Goromaru-chan... So you remember me? [Matoba positively beams, leaning over as a plump white and black-spotted cat toddles forth, meowing expectantly at the two men. Coy as it might be playing, it was sniffing the air around the men- for treats, or for danger?]