[Letting go of Illya--who happily bounded forward to sniff around Steve's shoes--Kavinsky reached out to take his necklace.]

At least he likes you. Usually, he barks at people.

[Illya the hell hound was as protective of Kavinsky as his actual best friend had been. It was equal parts endearing and sad because Kavinsky missed him.]

Guess even a dog knows when they're dealing with someone as hot as you.

[And kind, since Steve had always been nice to him.]