At all the noise Dante winces, ears pinning back against his head and teeth gritted against the sound. Once the cacophony dies he shakes his head vigorously, rubbing at an ear to clear it.

"Hnph," Okay, that's a good point. "I suppose you did."

He does shed a lot. Though he's gotten better about trying to keep it brushed out to the best of his ability. Can't reach all of it, though.

After a good stretch he makes his way toward the bathroom. "Alright, alright, I get it. You're callin' me gross. Awful demanding for a whale, you know that?" He is totally going to bring those back with him because Crow sleeping with plushies, really? That's almost cute. Hopefully Crow's got some spare shampoo because all that fur needs it.