
But the two did keep on a conversation, and Ishvi asked Jacota about his past and told him about his own.
"I lived on the street. There were also rats, cats, other dogs and sometimes people that didn't smell human. Once or twice ones that smelled little like you, but not like me. Maybe they were angels."
Jacota squeezed Ishvi's hand back, when he spoke of demons, whined silently and briefly nuzzled his cheek against Ishvi's hair. A gesture Jacota had taken a liking to, as a dog he liked that his and Ishvi's scents mixed.
Jacota was still riding out how flustered he was about declaration when Ishvi blurted out they should dance. Jacota's mind blanked for a bit and he blinked at Ishvi, slight blush on his cheeks.
"Dance? That's where you get on the ground and spin and kick?"
Jacota knew very little of dancing and different kinds of dancing, all he knew was breakdance he had seen humans do on the street. Jacota looked down, sand was a bit hard to do all that on. But Ishvi kept talking, or more like mumbling, and Jacota listened with a slight head tilt. He leaned down from the waist a bit, trying to catch Ishvi's eyes.
"I don't want you to act like others, I want you to act like you."
Jacota said in a gentle matter-of-fact tone, and his tail wagged a bit.
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