Kanji nodded, looking practically anywhere else. He didn't wanna seem strange by having his gaze linger somewhere.

"I couldn't have pets. Ma always said the fur could ruin the fabrics if they didn't shred 'em up themselves. So I always snuck out some nights, went to hang with the stray cats sometimes, give 'em food."

He hesitated, then quieted a moment. "Anyways... Nameko looks pretty happy. I think you got this pokemon trainer thing in the bag. Ya think you'd train him up like the others? Havin' a guard bug sounds pretty awesome."

Kanji scratched a cheek and looked away. "W-would it put me outta the job...?"