[He's altogether too calm and collected for her tastes. On a face like Byakuya-sama's such smug airs would send shivers down her spine, but on a stranger who bested her? It's irksome, to say the least.

That gets her shadow whispering again, but Syo refuses to pay it any more mind. She doesn't like being manipulated either. Of the two pains in her ass tonight, the shadow is the worse offender by far. To think, she nearly broke her vows of loyalty! And for a whole lot of nothing to boot.

There's some gratitude, brief as a gnat's life, and then back to familiar comforts of quipping. Good. She's never been one for sentimentalism.]

Hmmmm...well a good rumour just helps the news spread faster. People need something punchy to pay attention, otherwise they'll change the channel! [Skipping metaphors again. No matter, it's not like either one of them gives a shit about Bigfoot. Though the way this guy was talking about it kinda implied he knocked elbows with the big ape himself.

And speaking of mythical apparitions...]

Wait. Did he?

[Syo whips around. Then back the other way. The campfire is waning, but their capricious pal is silhouetted on the furthest edge of its light. He raises the lantern.

Last chance, he seems to imply, waving it back and forth.]

Seriously? [Syo calls after him. Her ire is rising again.] Just fucking hand it over!