True. If your life hasn't yet been threatened directly...
[He brings a thoughtful hand to his lips, undeterred by the clawed gauntlets or the cool metal. His eyes flick to Damien's phone, and oh, now that is interesting.
He steps back as requested, eyes sharpening behind the red-tinted visor. The parallel between Damien and their own hacker, Futaba, isn't something he's about to underestimate.]
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[He brings a thoughtful hand to his lips, undeterred by the clawed gauntlets or the cool metal. His eyes flick to Damien's phone, and oh, now that is interesting.
He steps back as requested, eyes sharpening behind the red-tinted visor. The parallel between Damien and their own hacker, Futaba, isn't something he's about to underestimate.]
Go ahead. [As if Damien needs his permission.]