"Yeah... I guess goin' home to sleep this off's better than tryin'a meet people now. I got some people to call anyway about... all this." He ran his fingers through his hair. He can't believe it... another case. For a brief, childish moment, he was giddy again- he could fight shadows again- but people were dying.

He wasn't going to have a repeat of Inaba.

He hunkered down. "Well... I'm Kanji. And y'know what? You've been a damn good boy, Koh. C'mere."

Because metallic or fluffy, Kanji still wanted to pet the doggo for his hard work. He beat up a lot of shadows and was pretty friendly despite it. Though there was no fluff to ruffle, he could still stroke the head and give a pat.