[A soundless departure, far more graceful than his company, willing enough tho their destination has yet been determined. They'll be heading home, he supposes. Their little game can continue anywhere, Takasugi's presumably drunk, so he isn't looking ahead to any one thing.
He also isn't offering aid because. It's Takasugi and he's handling himself well enough...like a cat with a twisted angle, disappearing into a backalley and all. He'll linger at the entrance, follow the strays upward gaze and...
Sigh outright. Solomon's a man of subtleties. This is far from his brand: a main concern.]
You haven't always been such a violent drunk, have you?
[The preamble leading up to this isn't entirely lost on him, but he isn't so eager to cater to something like this just because Takasugi's feeling rough. The guy's violent overall, the query is more of a stalling agent -- politely declining...]
whys he so gangster
He also isn't offering aid because. It's Takasugi and he's handling himself well enough...like a cat with a twisted angle, disappearing into a backalley and all. He'll linger at the entrance, follow the strays upward gaze and...
Sigh outright. Solomon's a man of subtleties. This is far from his brand: a main concern.]
You haven't always been such a violent drunk, have you?
[The preamble leading up to this isn't entirely lost on him, but he isn't so eager to cater to something like this just because Takasugi's feeling rough. The guy's violent overall, the query is more of a stalling agent -- politely declining...]