[In Person]
"There's only so much batter, for starters," Shadow explains, sighing as he miffs when Sonic presses his muzzle into his throat. He chuckles a little at the thought.
"I'm not being dragged around by you if you're leashed as soon as you see a squirrel - I prefer having my face where it is." He chuckles again. "I suppose we could do that though. It's better than you having to go out windows..."