The figure in question nodded in return, more a bow of his head than anything. He held onto the grip of the leash and held Kage back from the other dog for as long as possible. Sweeney smiled at the owner of the black dog, a brief, small thing, before he realized that Kage had stopped. "Oh." He blinked down at the dog, "Yes, she's very pretty, that other dog, but that doesn't mean you've got to befriend her." He looked up at Dean, "My apologies." He was still just as pale and eerie as ever, his hair even somewhat more a mess than it usually was due to his not having combed it out since the morning. He might have looked entirely like a lunatic, if it weren't for the sharp suit he was in.