(I think he went home but pls confirm, orca?)

DeHaro
"What's the word?"

Kim
(Plaza)

"He'll be staying at the station if you'll have him. I warn you, he gets whiney if he doesn't get attention."
She looked over at her ignorant dog who seemed very pleased with the trouble he tended to cause her.

Hatter
(Hideout)
"Yes I was, born and trained there, an obedient dog. Just another dog for them to use. I have fears... I mean I used to, but I don't let fear or emotions control me. My parents died too, just not of a fire. Now stop asking my questions," He snapped obviously not wanting to reveal anything about himself, any weakness, anything.
He knew anything could be used against him, he saw it first hand. The night he had lost someone he loved, because he had showed weakness, a weakness he would never show again. He knew she was insulting him and one of his knives floated out, aiming at her.
"I am not one of those harnessed dogs," He growled threatening his knife moving over her heart, "And if you talk like that again you won't be alive another day," He grabbed his knife as he pushed past her, deciding to explore himself without having someone who asked him a million questions bothering him.

Wes
(Hideout)
"Speaking of dogs, I see we're letting strays in now."
Wes stared in the direction of Hatter, propped against a set of crutches and keeping his braced leg just off the ground.
"If you know what's good for you, you'd do well not to casually threaten anyone here. Some people don't take kindly to it."
His eyes were hollow, but his threat to his words was clear. Wes wasn't the type of man to anger easily under any standards, but if he did..
Well, he had his nickname for a reason after all.
He didn't take well to this one threatening his members either.

DeHaro
(Plaza)
"Not a problem. Have to get him set up in the office. Worst come to worst, I have a spare bedroom in my place I can keep him during the night. Got plenty of room so he shouldn't be too much of a hassle for us." He pat Boss' head again and let him back into the car.
"If you're all set up, let's head down to the park."

Kim
(Plaza- to park)

She nodded with a thankful smile, relieved to know her beloved pet would be well looked after. Joji was just nervous that boss might destroy something, leading to Kim having to pay some large bill or something to make up for it. Had that become the case, it wouldn't be the first time.
"I gotta' ask though, what is there at the park?"

Hatter
(Hideout)
"Know what's good for me? When have I ever learned that," He said his voice dripping with venom, he didn't care if he got hurt or died, in the end that's what he craved, death, "Well then tell your mutts that if they try to ask me about my past then I won't be happy. What has happened in my past is none of their business."
His knives had come out now, all floating in the air as he tried to control his rage. This person had no right to talk to them in this way. If he wasn't trying to see what this place was like he would have been a lot worse.
"And don't try your stupid threats on me, threats don't scare me anymore, they are hollow. If you kill me, I win. If I kill you, I win. No matter what I won't change, I won't be controlled by someone who thinks that I am just a stray dog that can be pushed around," He turned and marched away, his knives following him.

DeHaro
"Just an area I've noticed Salvation likes to hang out in. We can start our patrol out from there.
Plus I figure Boss could burn off the extra energy still. He's going to have to stay in the car while we make our rounds. Not exactly a trained police dog or anything.."

Liam Murphy

He blinked, still weary and still confused as Valia pulled him away. What did she mean by not speaking to a human? Liam looked at Valia, and brightened when she mentioned a dog. "Dogs? Oh I love dogs! I've never met one that big though," he spoke, a little towards himself. But her description was a bit worrisome. "Why? Do you have one with you? Or um, at your house or something?"

Wes
(Hideout)
Wes might have been on crutches, but broken leg or not, he sure as hell wasn't going to be disrespected like that.
With a deft flick of his hand, he blew the knives from the air and into the walls beside him, narrowly missing Lyla and Kiyo who had came up to investigate the commotion Hatter was making.
"Enough."

He grabbed Hatter by the shoulder, throwing him against one of the walls between the embedded knives and pinning him with the handle of his crutch and forearm.

"I do not care if threats do not scare you. But I will not have you pushing the rest of our team aside with your attitude. Continue to act as a dog, you will be treated as one. Here, we have a policy to protect our own. Outside of circumstance. Everyone here has different reasons for what they do here. It doesn't matter.
But if you haven't noticed, orders here are given solely for safety of us and the mission.
If you have no intention of following them even to your own benefit, then you can happily find the door. We won't be needing you." He said sternly, holding his temper still for now.

Kiyo
(Hideout)
Kiyo looked at Lyla expectantly, still recovering from the shock of almost getting impaled by one of the defected knives.