With a happy, growly rumble, the hound takes a good few moments to nuzzle Huaisang back with his entire face, before he finally steps back a pace or two to shift shapes.

There is the familiar flare of hellflame, but Dirk hardly waits to be a solid entity again before he's slinking close to Huaisang. He doesn't even pretend to hide the appreciative and hungry up-and-down glance he gives his keeper and the grin that goes with it.

"--So, do you purposefully decide to wear gowns that I will specifically want to rip off of you? Because it's working if you do."