"I'm don't really like dogs, anyways." He'd been chased and barked at by enough to annoy him for years to come already.

At the sigh from The Shadow, Ichi reaches out, setting a careful hand on the man's shoulder. The motion is almost uncertain, as if he doesn't trust his own ears to correctly pinpoint The Shadow's location in space.

"With a heart like that, it's tempting to send you now." He gives a strong, reassuring squeeze before letting his hand drop back to his side. "Next time I'm home, I'll look for a nice place, and keep away so I don't bring trouble." He smiles at himself for that.