It might have interested them to know there was a reason big carnivores liked Trowa.
But since Kiba wasn't into the deep self introspection thing, he wouldn't have known how to put the reason into words, even if he was inclined to. It was enough to know that he was practically swooning at the brown-haired pilot's feet, tail wagging.
Being near him made him feel ...content. Despite missing his pack. Despite the heat. Despite the island. Plus, he was wellfed thanks to Kisame.
He wagged his tail, would have rolled over to present a belly for skritching if the panniers hadnt been preventing him.