It's fine. Don't get startled by her tentacle — most people don't expect that.

[Which is to say, when assessing a dog-shaped creature, people tend to account for ears, muzzle, tail, and feet — and might miss the thick, muscular appendage that extends from the base of her neck, and which at that very moment is twisting up to coil loosely around Tifa's wrist.

What's curious, though, is that Darkstar seems to need no additional reassurance to allow Tifa to draw closer; there's no particular agitation in her stance, nor any seeming inclination to bite. The way she's watching her seems more out of interest than vigilance or suspicion; as she does with all the new people her master entertains, she draws her cues from him, and he's already given her all the information she needs to stand down and accept the attention.

Very much not like a typical dog. Rufus wasn't exaggerating when he mentioned she was well-trained.]

Tseng hates it when she gets up on the furniture. She's spoiled, I suppose.

[He's not really sure where that comment comes from, idle and amused. Just something to fill the silence, maybe.]