[She might have otherwise ignored him all together had his racket not startled her. She rounded the corner just in time to watch him careen into a pile of trash. She has to pause for a moment in a brief instant of fear because she didn't quite catch of glimpse of what had just crashed. However when the tiny dog emerges she relaxes a bit and sighs.
Just a stray dog, apparently. She doesn't bother to get a decent look at it as she plans to continue her path home, fresh food for dinner in hand.
But Naoto isn't as nonchalant as she might want people to believe and watching him struggle with that paper bag fills her with a familiar sense of pity. She steps close to him, hoping not to startle him, and pulls the bag off its head. It was probably a poor idea. Stray dogs might bite, but... well. It was so little she wasn't all that worried.]
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Just a stray dog, apparently. She doesn't bother to get a decent look at it as she plans to continue her path home, fresh food for dinner in hand.
But Naoto isn't as nonchalant as she might want people to believe and watching him struggle with that paper bag fills her with a familiar sense of pity. She steps close to him, hoping not to startle him, and pulls the bag off its head. It was probably a poor idea. Stray dogs might bite, but... well. It was so little she wasn't all that worried.]