Jon laughed deeply and loud. “I’m good with either. The kid and I” as he spoke he clapped a hand on to Shinichi shoulder. “have this deal that when ever he speaks to me it’ll be in English since he doesn’t get to use it that often here in Japan.” He stooped down and extended out a hand for Twig to sniff. “But none of that pertains to you and I’d have to say that your not from here, are you?”
“Jon was a documentarist’s photographer for avian research across Europe and the middle east. ” Shinichi explained and rotated his shoulder some.
“No, certainly not,” Hakuba said to Jon at first, watching their interactions, and then that of Jon and Twig. “I’m from England, actually, ah… oh, avian research?"
Twig’s tail stopped wagging while she sniffed Jon’s hand, but then let it continue once she was sure that he was safe. She gave him a lick, then sat down with a huff, ears falling back so that she could look up at Hakuba with a little doggy groan.
The blond then shook his head, realizing that he’d answered in Japanese, and switched to English immediately, flushed. Old habits. ”Right, then. Avians. Any particular bird?“
Birds were a very comfortable topic. Safe. Familiar.