Shinichi clasped his hand briefly, taking in the size, texture; the fact that they shook slightly and were firm but gentle in their grip before crouching down to Twig. He couldn’t help but to smile at her. A small tiny smile that just barely lift the corners of his mouth but was so gentle and sweet.
“This should be fine. She seems like a lovely lady.” He said to him before addressing Twig. “Good Afternoon, Twig.”
Hakuba noticed the smile, tilting his head at the detective as he turned his attention to the dog. Cute. It helped him ease into a more genuine of his own, for the moment able to ignore the building pain in his back from standing still for so long. “She’s a good girl, yes… she’ll shake, too, if you ask her in english. Won’t you, Twiggy?"
Twig looked back and forth between them, large ears twitching and angling toward whoever last said her name. She loved attention, and her tail wagged harder to show it, doing all that she could to stay sitting politely though she really wanted to run to this new person. Frustrated, she closed her mouth and pointedly sniffed at Shinichi, ears falling back.
"I think she can tell that you’re a dog person,” Hakuba laughed, biting his lip.