DD is much more well behaved than Mama, wagging his tail and going for face licks as she's doing her damndest to wiggle against his arm for attention, dancing from foot to foot. Both pretty good dogs.

Kaz walks by them to put his things down. To hang his coat up and do all the normal things that strangely domestic people do. There are hints of their military nature around: some books on the bookshelf about military history, a single clip on the kitchen table among all the reciepts, a few pictures of soldiers among Venom Snake's photo collage.

At least one of the dogs isn't especially well trained.

"I think they like you."