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The moment of suspicion eventually passed, with the other thief deciding that it was too far a stretch to believe that Reizo was working with the feds. It would contradict too many things and he never saw Reizo as the treacherous type. So, with a small nod, he calmly returned his eyes to the vase, smiling to himself at how easily Reizo could see through his words.
"...I'll have it soon enough, it's not that difficult. The security here is ridiculously average; almost insulting, really. These pieces ought to be protected. Instead, they have buffoons in charge of security who suck at their jobs. I'll have the vase in my possession soon. I'd like to know who stole the other one, though. I had my eye on it and before I had a chance, poof. It was gone-- and I had the blame," he huffed, tapping his fingers calmly against his leg. "...I can't stick around. Cops make me nervous and I hardly need them hounding me for suspicious behaviour, Reizo."
"...I'll have it soon enough, it's not that difficult. The security here is ridiculously average; almost insulting, really. These pieces ought to be protected. Instead, they have buffoons in charge of security who suck at their jobs. I'll have the vase in my possession soon. I'd like to know who stole the other one, though. I had my eye on it and before I had a chance, poof. It was gone-- and I had the blame," he huffed, tapping his fingers calmly against his leg. "...I can't stick around. Cops make me nervous and I hardly need them hounding me for suspicious behaviour, Reizo."