"It is!" Tsuzuki agreed, rubbing the back of his neck. "It really is. I'm just learning my way around it myself."

Wherever he'd lived, before, it must not have been Tokyo -- he stops himself before that thought can form completely, and settles on a shrug instead. "But the statue's awfully cute, isn't it? Even if it's a sad story. Do you like dogs?"

Maybe he'd be able to introduce Viktor to Buddy, then. The bar dog was still skinny, less than a week rescued from being a back-alley stray, but with the way they were all fussing over him Tsuzuki was sure he'd be a pampered-looking pet before too long. And he had a great personality.