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Shizuo’s response, in fact, made Celty have moreover a worried expression for her friend. She shyly looked down at her PDA and typed rapidly as smoke emitted from her fingertips.

「 You mean your bones are hard as steel from breaking them so much? Yeah, Shizuo, be more careful with yourself. You aren’t a superhuman or inhuman, even.」 

Even though she was the inhuman one out of the two. But Shizuo made her feel like human. 

「 You’re even gonna kill yourself one day. And it’s not gonna be your favorite person that kills you. 」  

The blond stared directly at the PDA shown in front of him and replied with a chuckle. “Of course no bones are broken, Celty. Did ya forget that my bones are in fair shape?”

Avoiding traffic in this city was the equivalent of somehow never running into the common cold. It always happened, the idea of the streets being clear was about as plausible as himself being a bipedal gerbil. It was a dumb idea and, in most reasonable cases, didn’t make a shred of sense when said aloud. But, of course, there were days when the city itself didn’t make sense. Thank goodness scowering the city for anything holy tended to distract from the abstract of Ikebukuro - Lafayette didn’t know what he’d do if he was confronted with the strange every day during his time there. 

 The nearest sign of anything odd was half-way across the city, Shade poking from it’s concealed perch in Lafayette’s coat to look around for itself while the way was clear. Something’s coming.