Shiki's form tensed at the gruff voice, but he was not obviously surprised. Slowly turning his head in the direction of the familiar sound, he gave an inquistive glance towards Kiriwar. It didn't take him long to recognize who it belonged to, and within seconds a sly smile spread across his face.

"What a happy little reunion this is turning out to be," he said, mostly to himself. The sword was drawn away from Inu's throat and held out to the side, yet kept itself poised just in case it would be needed soon. Judging from the taller man's ignorance, it would be--he kept his eyes focused on the iron pipe in his hand, red eyes narrowing slowly, distastefully.

"Your dog? I would have thought this would be property of Arbitro."