[You'd truly better have cherished this entire sight, Riza....he's probably not gonna do it again for another hundred years or so smh. (Or well, whenever more children in need of a distraction crop up probably, but. That's how it feels in his heart....)]

Yeah, guess they did...hah, funny how people see things just in different countries. [Though he's not about to be particularly offended over a pair of children calling Japanese characters alien script, especially if it means he hasn't just compromised their entire mission with green crayon scribbles. Shizuo watches the retreating forms of the children until they're lost in the crowd himself, though Riza's remark has his attention refocusing on her after a bit. He grimaces vaguely, shrugging.]

Ah, I don't really think so...Kasuka sort of is, though? That's the kind of stuff he'd say, back there. [Shizuo rubs at the back of his neck, shaking his head.] I hate lying like that...feels like I'm trying to sell a false product or something, you know? ...But I hate scaring kids too. [And he's frowning back over at the crowd again, even though the children are well out of sight by now.] Talk about a shit situation. Hope they all get out of here okay.