[Caesar doesn't doubt this particular man's resolve to see through and care for the creature.
The issue is the dorm is small, the dog is another mouth to feed, and-
It spins on the wooden floor-little claws tapping against the ground with its excitable twist.
It's cute.
Caesar hardens his expression and crosses his arms over his chest to avoid petting it. They're getting rid of the dog. It's not staying. It's not staying.]
You Joestars don't accept no for an answer, do you? Is that a genetic trait or have I just been the lucky one to meet the most stubborn of your family?
[ Jonathan has no such reserve around cute cute dog now that he knows the creature is at least permitted to stay for the time being. He kneels, patting his knee so that the dog immediately responds by charging in his direction, pawing at his lap and clearly wanting to play or attention, or just all of the above.
WELL IF THE GRUMPY BLONDE MAN WON'T PET HIM...
Jonathan definitely will. He chuckles softly, half at Caesar's remarks and half at little doggo's tail wagging so hard at the ear scratches Jonathan is now giving him that he look as though he might take off into the air. ]
I have been known for being rather singular-minded in my goals. [ Understatement. Try dragging half a dozen men across a rugby field while they try and stop you. ]
Not disappointed. Irritated, mostly, that he's been played so easily to keep a dog in this tiny dorm, even if it's only until the man finds a new home for it.
Something that will take awhile, judging by the way he scratches the top of its head. There's a clear bond and one that's going to be frustrating to break up.]
I can tell. [And now that the creature is clearly here for awhile-] Take it out for a walk and get some food. You can't care for it properly without the right supplies.
We already had quite a lengthy walk on the way back here. [ Not that the energetic little dog seems any less tired for it. ]
You are right though, I've quite a lot to get for him. [ A possible alternative then occurs to him - he honestly looks so genuinely pleased at the prospect, as though he couldn't possibly think of a more wonderful idea...: ]
Perhaps he could stay here with you so the two of you can get to know each other? I shan't be gone long.
Do you have cotton in your ears, Joestar? I said I'm not taking care of your dog. That includes babysitting.
[Five minutes is too long-he has better things to do than to sit around entertaining a wild dog while its owner is off galivanting around the supermarket. The man's too friendly to avoid conversation-that short trip is going to much longer than he predicts. Caesar knows that.]
[ Jonathan's expression... Well, he looks pretty crestfallen at the idea that his roommate could possibly not want to spend time with a dog. His eyes are almost as big and trusting as the canine now parking its fluffy rear on the ground and looking up at Caesar again. ]
But he hardly needs watching. He just likes company.
[ Also....... ]
...And truth be told I was hoping to call in on Erina briefly...
[ COME ON, CAESAR, BE A BRO.
Also, yeah, he's not completely naive. There is a dim hope that the mention of a lady being involved might soften this grouch somewhat. ]
One that Caesar falls for because he is, first and foremost, not in the business of ruining relationships. He was Mark's wingman until he found a beauty of his own and Jonathan-
Isn't an asshole. Doesn't have the same shitty demeanor as his grandson and if the most egregious crime he's committed is bringing an unwanted dog home then so be it.
He stares at the man-rips his gaze away to look at the panting, tail wagging burden instead and-]
[ Aw, but look at how pleased you've made this JoJo, Caesar. He's smiling as he straightens up and readies himself to go as quickly as possible in case his grouchy roommate changes his mind. ]
I will! Thank you, Caesar! I shall owe you a favour in return.
[ Of course he's going to take a moment to fuss his dog once more on the way out and- ]
Best behave yourself, little fellow, but I'm sure you will.
[ As for the tail wagging burden himself-- well-
Neither of them know it yet but Shiba Inu are a particularly odd and fussy breed. The dog is currently making several connections in its doggy head, most of them revolving around that Jonathan is a Good Human. Therefore any human who slightly resembles Jonathan is a Good Human. Jonathan is tall and beefy. Caesar is also tall and beefy- not to such an extent as Jonathan is but enough that the dog has designated him as also Good. Good means follow him around and stick close as much as possible!!
Basically, have fun, Caesar. Because this cute fluffy tippy-toe tapping nightmare thinks you're the best thing ever now that his owner is gone. ]
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The issue is the dorm is small, the dog is another mouth to feed, and-
It spins on the wooden floor-little claws tapping against the ground with its excitable twist.
It's cute.
Caesar hardens his expression and crosses his arms over his chest to avoid petting it. They're getting rid of the dog. It's not staying. It's not staying.]
You Joestars don't accept no for an answer, do you? Is that a genetic trait or have I just been the lucky one to meet the most stubborn of your family?
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WELL IF THE GRUMPY BLONDE MAN WON'T PET HIM...
Jonathan definitely will. He chuckles softly, half at Caesar's remarks and half at little doggo's tail wagging so hard at the ear scratches Jonathan is now giving him that he look as though he might take off into the air. ]
I have been known for being rather singular-minded in my goals. [ Understatement. Try dragging half a dozen men across a rugby field while they try and stop you. ]
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Not disappointed. Irritated, mostly, that he's been played so easily to keep a dog in this tiny dorm, even if it's only until the man finds a new home for it.
Something that will take awhile, judging by the way he scratches the top of its head. There's a clear bond and one that's going to be frustrating to break up.]
I can tell. [And now that the creature is clearly here for awhile-] Take it out for a walk and get some food. You can't care for it properly without the right supplies.
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You are right though, I've quite a lot to get for him. [ A possible alternative then occurs to him - he honestly looks so genuinely pleased at the prospect, as though he couldn't possibly think of a more wonderful idea...: ]
Perhaps he could stay here with you so the two of you can get to know each other? I shan't be gone long.
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[Five minutes is too long-he has better things to do than to sit around entertaining a wild dog while its owner is off galivanting around the supermarket. The man's too friendly to avoid conversation-that short trip is going to much longer than he predicts. Caesar knows that.]
Take him with you.
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But he hardly needs watching. He just likes company.
[ Also....... ]
...And truth be told I was hoping to call in on Erina briefly...
[ COME ON, CAESAR, BE A BRO.
Also, yeah, he's not completely naive. There is a dim hope that the mention of a lady being involved might soften this grouch somewhat. ]
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One that Caesar falls for because he is, first and foremost, not in the business of ruining relationships. He was Mark's wingman until he found a beauty of his own and Jonathan-
Isn't an asshole. Doesn't have the same shitty demeanor as his grandson and if the most egregious crime he's committed is bringing an unwanted dog home then so be it.
He stares at the man-rips his gaze away to look at the panting, tail wagging burden instead and-]
Fine. Be quick about it.
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I will! Thank you, Caesar! I shall owe you a favour in return.
[ Of course he's going to take a moment to fuss his dog once more on the way out and- ]
Best behave yourself, little fellow, but I'm sure you will.
[ As for the tail wagging burden himself-- well-
Neither of them know it yet but Shiba Inu are a particularly odd and fussy breed. The dog is currently making several connections in its doggy head, most of them revolving around that Jonathan is a Good Human. Therefore any human who slightly resembles Jonathan is a Good Human. Jonathan is tall and beefy. Caesar is also tall and beefy- not to such an extent as Jonathan is but enough that the dog has designated him as also Good. Good means follow him around and stick close as much as possible!!
Basically, have fun, Caesar. Because this cute fluffy tippy-toe tapping nightmare thinks you're the best thing ever now that his owner is gone. ]