Despite herself, the ear wiggle gets a snicker out of Nimona. Man, it's still great to run into not-humans who're pleased to be different from everybody else.

She glances over her shoulder at Amaterasu, intrigued; her smile turns toward a smirk. "I'll steal it back," she says, as breezily as she can. "So... she's an actual dog, huh? Goddess-dog. Whatever. Not a shapeshifter?"