Sakon and Ukon both looked around to find the source of the voice, Ukon with his hand over his eyes, both looking in different direction. "Oi, who said that?" Ukon demanded.

"Down here?" Sakon asked, looking down to see the little dog. The direction was right, but he was looking around to see another ventriloquist. He knelt anyway to greet the dog. Might as well, since it was common for people to speak to Ukon directly.

Ukon looked down. "I'm not just wood! I am made by a master puppet maker!" He put his hands on his hips. "Just look at this workmanship," he said, lifting his chin.