With some reluctance in the way he peered at the man, Tramp finally gave in. Though the moment he did it was with several questions on the tip of his tongue and the hope that he wouldn't have to be forced to change THAT much to accommodate these rules.
"... Alright, I can get behind that, but this isn't me wearing a collar, y'hear? I'm leash and collar free, no tags for me and that's that!"
Now he felt uncomfortable because while he couldn't explain what it was about him that was all wrong he was pretty sure he was about to be told and Tramp hated feeling like he wasn't the best on his own. He was a reluctant leader but an even more reluctant follower.
"Go on then, and can we get a bite? Gee, I'm starved!"