"As an assassin, I can tell you that that doesn't work." Kasumi retorted, eating from her food as she did so. The quality of the speech perhaps suffered a little, but it had already been established that neither of them followed social convention. Others might have been offended, but the very concept of being offended had largely lost its meaning to the unlikely duo. With a shrug, Kasumi shoved the PDA back into her bag and left it there before raising a hand to call the waiter over for the bill. It made no sense to not pay now, especially seeing as she was almost finished eating her food, and it seemed like Shio would also be done soon.

"You should find a way to prepare for lasers. If I need to assassinate you, I'll use lasers first. That should be a sufficient test of your skills in preparation." Kasumi added, flicking the credit card out from the stolen wallet with a remarkable dexterity and flair in order to pay for the meal. The payment was accepted swiftly, and as Kasumi finished, she stood up to stretch her legs a little and finish her drink. She figured that she would let her Mythin and Albion breathe a little, bringing them out of their relics.

"Natrelmon are probably a good way to prepare for lasers."