Daisuke's loud cry jolted Cyril out of his daydream, who rubbed at the ear closest to the brown haired Lightning Guardian in silent complaint. He hoped that he wouldn't be doing that often... because that scared the living hell out of him. His eyes turned toward the other boy, about to speak before catching his interested expression. [I]What was that?[/I] Cyril tried to take a closer look, but the boy was already looking at Daisuke again. [I]Just my imagination...[/I] He sighed, rubbing the back of his head and watching the new appearance walk toward the girl who was spouting some nonsense about an assassin and the mafia. Cyril would have tried to help, but it seemed like the boy had it all under control. 

Daisuke let out another roar, cursing Naoto and once again catching Cyril off guard. [B]"Oh my God, just [I]shut up[/I]!"[/b] he shouted at Daisuke as he raced by him and went up to the stage. Jak was already there, stomping about the wooden floor as she searched for any hidden mechanisms that could have been used to make both Naoto and Prospero disappear. Now Daisuke was helping her... or had been, until he was swallowed up by some sort of stage trap or whatever. Perhaps he could stay there until they found Prospero and Naoto... because all he was doing was running about and screaming like a banshee. Cyril let out another sigh, trying to keep himself calm as he simply stood there, waiting for someone to find the so called "assassin" or better yet, the two boys who had literally disappeared into thin air. [B]"I think Naoto will be able to handle himself... for now we should focus on finding the assassin."[/b] he spoke to himself more than anyone else, but of course, no one would pay attention to him. 

Fionn nodded at Jak and turned back to the woman who she deemed to be confused. He didn't know about everyone else but.., she seemed sincere and not like a deranged tourist that had strayed too far from her parents. Not to mention, Trespiano was a small town and it was rather difficult to get lost. The blond haired boy flinched at Daisuke's and Cyril's yelling, and when he turned to see what exactly what was the cause of the screaming, he saw Daisuke trot up to the stage and help Jak with her search. He couldn't help but smile. He liked Daisuke. The American seemed to brighten up the day with his spontaneous outbursts and friendly composure. But before he knew it, the boy fell into the stage, the trap door he had been holding up slamming shut under him. 

[B]"Oh no..."[/B] Fionn frowned, gazing up at the stage and Jak. If she didn't notice Daisuke had disappeared under the stage, then he would run up and help. He didn't want to get in her way or anything...