[h1]Itsuki[/h1]

Asoka's little show did put things into better perspective for Itsuki, who rolled his eyes at the display.

"I'd say that a third person exist in this system of your's, the neutral ones who rather not give or receive." He'd mutter with a bit of gruffness, his ego ever so slightly affected by his lack of recognition, but in his defense to himself, it had been on a topic that he'd been very far away from the forefront of his thoughts for a very, very long time. As his siblings spoke to the kids, however, he began to think more on the subject. He knew that the smart thing was to let the brats sink or swim by their merits, as it would likely lead to trouble if they tried to care for them . . . but the old man would've done it. If it hadn't been for his kindness, than Itsuki would likely be dead or in the service of some other ghoul's gang by now. He'd been saved from the true realities of living as a ghoul in his early days of living, and he now had the chance to do the same for another group of kids. How could he ever face the old man in the next life if he didn't at least try.

With a sigh, he walked passed the other two, making a motion for them to follow as he walked into the rain, waiting until he was far enough away from the children that they wouldn't be able to hear tgwm, but close enough so that he could keep an eye on them, though he asked for Isori to keep an eye on them as well, just in case they tried to make a break anyway. Once Asoka and Kasachi arrived, he'd begin to layout his plan. 

"Okay, I've changed my tune on this whole deal, if for nothing else but the memory of the Old Man. I was thinking of taking a nearby abandoned warehouse as a place of residence for myself, as I've nowhere to live after my years of absence. I'm willing to take the brats in with me as well, as it'd definitely be big enough for all of them, but the problem is that it's inhabited already by a gang of ghouls. I've done some preliminary scouting of the area already, and none of them appear to be very strong, and though they do have a numbers advantage, it wouldn't be anything I couldn't handle. However, I'd rather have this done quietly and efficiently, so as to lessen the chance of drawing the Doves attention. As such, if you guy's would be willing to help, it'd be appreciated. I can't offer anything in return, and the only real reason for suggesting is that I believe we owe o the old man to do this. One good turn deserves another and all of that. So, you in?"