ㅤㅤㅤHE CAN'T ! HE CAN'T ! HE CAN'T DO THIS ALONE !! HE'S HORRIFIED !!! HOPELESS !!

ㅤㅤㅤOh look, it's Marcus …

ㅤㅤㅤ70% courage gained, super effective !

Tengen hadn't been expecting to run into anybody on a day like today ... if anything he was counting on nobody being around that he knew as he made his way through the streets. With his dangling jewels swaying with each step he took, Tengen's expression was far off as he carried the box along, not recognizing Iguro at first until they were nearly colliding together. Stopping before that could happen, Tengen blinks once, twice, three times before that stupid, brilliant smile of his rises to his features.

"Hey, I'll have you know we've changed our ways. I mean, we're probably still a threat hypothetically, but speaking realistically, we're not gonna do shit."

Not that Twain is in any position to be talking about what the other three do with their time, but he's pretty sure it'll be a while before any plans the size of decimating Yokohama get put into action unless things get really desperate. Just because he isn't after the Book anymore doesn't mean that the others aren't, too, but he withholds that information for the sake of appearing a little more harmless.

"I mean, there's like, four of us, what are we gonna do? And even if we were gonna do something I'm not the guy who'd know. I just work here. Sorta. Actually I do a whole lotta nothin' while everyone else does business. I'm not even sure what kinda work we do outside of that, uh, security camera stuff."

ㅤㅤ❛ I wouldn't say bad. More like .... Uncomfortable. ❜ Ah, full of energy today too, huh? A laugh effortlessly meets the other's struggles as he's shaken in place. Must be yesterday's bountiful dinner― A certain someone has made sure the chicken disappeared from the table pretty quickly; fortunately for everyone around, the manor's owner has been quite generous with their hospitality. ❛ I could fix it, yes― however, I doubt you'd actually want me to. Habits are a hard thing to let go of after all. ❜ His shoulders relax from the sudden grip, and taking advantage of Emil's confusion, he breaks free from his grip with ease just to take a few steps to the side; his hand grasping his own chin as he observes the other's peculiar clothes with more attention.

❛ You almost remind me of restricted areas. ❜ A hand now points at the numerous straps decorating his 'clothes' ❛ You are no hunter, yet it almost looks as if we should be more wary of you than them. Do these hold a meaning here ? ❜ With a single poke to Emil's back, he seems to reconsider his initial statement. ❛ Well, maybe this one might be needed. You are always slouching around my friend. ❜