Yamamoto can not help but laugh again, the sound gets Jiro and the pup turns, nudging Gokudera's leg before running to the swordsman. Yamamoto crouches down, ruffling fur as the pup props paws on his shoulders, nose nuzzling into his head.

"I think he found it funny." He looks up from his stuck under pup position at his friend. Neither has said it, but this is a rare thing. Peace, fun, no random training, no random attacks. Too bad, this ship will have to leave or at least he assumes as much.