[It's a wry sort of mutter, not quite answer, as, not having run into any of the expected explosions, Naoya sidles out the door a little more. He still doesn't step over Tatsumi's shadow(s?) though.
He didn't really envision having the bodyguard here or caught up in this sort of thing, but it's actually a bit of a windfall. Maybe they've gotten all of their aggression out of the way and have none left for him...? A guy can dream.
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[It's a wry sort of mutter, not quite answer, as, not having run into any of the expected explosions, Naoya sidles out the door a little more. He still doesn't step over Tatsumi's shadow(s?) though.
He didn't really envision having the bodyguard here or caught up in this sort of thing, but it's actually a bit of a windfall. Maybe they've gotten all of their aggression out of the way and have none left for him...? A guy can dream.
He holds out a hand cautiously for the mop.]