Yang stared at her intensely as she asked him how he'd been, and what was wrong. He looked eager, almost desperate to tell her, with a broken look to his eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but caught himself, closing his mouth and averting his gaze, She doesn't need to know about me. She deserves to know about Yin. He rose his eyes again, having returned to his natural innocent expression, though he was looking past her, "Pandora, you know me- er, us," he corrected himself, "better than anyone. And because of that you should know that your attempts to hide your emotions won't work. I am, after all, the voice of understanding between the two of us." He ignored her questions, instead showing concern. He smirked a little, still maintaining a distant look as he stared past her. He heard the sound of a fight breaking out not far behind him, and began to make his way away from the noise, towards Pandora. As he passed her, he whispered, "Come. We need to have a talk." He continued walking, not checking to see if she was following. "Hey, you need your papers kid!" He heard a distant voice call after him, "Later!" He snapped back, sounding angry. Hmph. Useless and crazy. I've killed thousands who talk to people who aren't there before like you. In fact, I've been paid to do so. People like you are a nusiance. I'd finish you off if I had the chance again. Yang shook his head, keeping his eyes glued to the ground in front of him. He could almost see Yin's crazy grin in his mind, For your own good of course.
Leif blinked, shocked by the way Shiro had replied to him. His eyes narrowed, shooting lasers at the boy with their intensity, and he gritted his teeth together. He opened his mouth to reply, his face twisted into a snarl, before he was cut off. He turned to Kiko, his expression being wiped clean as he listened to her. He gently placed his hand in hers, shaking it lightly. The warm smile returned to his face, "Then I too, shall call you Kiko." he commented. He glanced down to her hand within his briefly, seeming to be contemplating something. He looked back up, gazing into her eyes, "I would normally kiss your hand, though I fear some cultures don't greet each other so kindly, and I fear your boyfriend would get jealous" He laughed a little, turning his attention back to Shiro. He took his hand, squeezing hard and shaking roughly, "It's a pleasure to meet you." he repeated. His expression remained the same, a warm smile and calm eyes as he squeezed harder."Although I respect a man who listens to his partner and tries to protect her, snarky remarks is not always the best way to do it." He mocked back, his eyes narrowing slightly before he released Shiro's hand. His voice seemed to take on a different, darker accent as he said this.
