Tamhas' eyebrows raise at the enthusiastic response. He's not sure anything has ever been this excited to see him - though, he supposes there hasn't been much that's ever been remotely excited to see him. Bemused and endeared, he watches the little dog scamper around, slowly raising his hands in a placating gesture.

"Hey, now - hey," he coaxes, steady, though Missile is barking so much he's not sure he'll even hear. Shifting into a crouch, he reaches out with both hands to gently grab hold of the pomeranian to stop him in his tracks. Or attempt to.

"Calm, calm! It's only me!"