“Obviously.” Was the raven’s quick answer, while his eyes didn’t move an inch away from the pup he was holding up. The small and fluffy dog moved around in his hold, apparently trying to get closer to its owner instead of getting free. The sight was amusing to Kyoya, really, and he couldn’t help but let his smile grow even more as he finally sat the pet on his lap, watching as its curiosity about its new house had it running around the room a second after.
It was just then that Kyoya paid actual attention to what the blond was saying, glancing towards the mentioned cake for a moment before nodding his head. The dessert was, for once, the last thing in his mind right now. “I see. I’m sure it tastes better than the cake you once baked for me.” He joked in a teasing manner, chuckling afterwards. The sound of the door sliding open caught his ears, and Kusakabe’s surprised exclamation when the puppy ran towards them was even more entertaining.
“Hinu, behave.” How he had his way with animals so easily was a mystery even for the Guardian himself, but he watched with pride when the puppy obeyed, seeming to understand that was its name from now on.
Dino chuckled lightly and shook his head some, one hand moving to prop his head as he stayed quiet, watching the two with the same smile on his face. The growing smile on the ravens face was what brought joy to the don’s own self, always loving it when he could make Kyoya happy. The joking words had him perking up some and he flushed slightly, scratching his cheek with a soft laugh. “I am sure it does, too. I was new at baking but Romario is good at it.” He nodded firmly.
At the surprised exclamation, he looked over to the right hand men, Romario just smiling as he held the knife so as to not accidentally stab someone but Kusakabe being surprised. The name had him turning back towards Kyoya and he raised a brow some, a smile once more curving his lips. “That is a nice name for him.” He mused with a nod.
It wasn’t a shock to him that the dog behaved instantly, seeing as the raven had always been good with animals, even wild ones who hated/were terrified of humans. He shifted a bit in his seat, always having been one who couldn’t sit one way for too long. “How are Hibird and Roll?” He asked now that the commotion had gone down just a bit.