[Doppio shakes his head. In the position they're in, it's almost a nuzzle; he may worry about that later, but not now. The Boss needs him, and the way he presses himself closer only makes Doppio want to reciprocate even more, somehow, to curl around him and hold him and stand between him and the world; then he'd close his eyes, and nobody would have to see the Boss like this.]
Nobody's gonna hurt you, Boss. I won't let anybody lay a finger on you.
[If for some reason the wolf girl on the television burst in here and decided she wanted to take the Boss apart, Doppio doesn't know how he would stop her, realistically speaking - but he does know he wouldn't hesitate to do whatever it took, no matter the consequences.
It's not that he shouldn't see the Boss like this. It's that nobody should have made him like this.]
makes incoherent noises
Nobody's gonna hurt you, Boss. I won't let anybody lay a finger on you.
[If for some reason the wolf girl on the television burst in here and decided she wanted to take the Boss apart, Doppio doesn't know how he would stop her, realistically speaking - but he does know he wouldn't hesitate to do whatever it took, no matter the consequences.
It's not that he shouldn't see the Boss like this. It's that nobody should have made him like this.]