Of course, when Lanister drew close, Yamato and Cerberus eased off of their wrestling due to the newcomer. It wasn't shyness, rather, Cerberus was still rather overly protective at times - especially in this new world, and in the condition which he and his old human tamer reunited.

Yamato tilted his head back, still lying on the floor, to peer up at the man from upside side. Cerberus was looming over the prone human, its yellow eyes intent on Lanister with a faint wrinkle to its muzzle. It was otherwise silent, though.

"Not a habit, no. Why, do you wish to try it yourself?"