Yuki smiles at you, her sharp fangs peeking slightly throughout the smile. Choso sits beside her, keeping his stare at a constant, as your presence bores him.

"Why is this necessary? Having a human pet?" he asks in a snide and rude manner.

Yuki scolds him, "We've talked about this, Choso." She plays with his hair, clearly enjoying herself while ignoring the way you're feeling increasingly like the awkward third wheel.