This was supposed to be simple, really. A quick in-and-out mission - get the cherished diamond, leave, and then go home and relax in his riches, but an actually competent guard hadn't been something he'd expected to be present. He sighed, sitting next to the guard, his wrists trapped in handcuffs that he knew he could pick the lock of given time...his dagger was taken from him, and his snakes were put into cages. It wasn't a great outcome, all things considered. He felt a bit helpless. But, as he remembered - the times when he was helpless always meant that he was yet to pull off one of his greatest strategies.

Saegusa Ibara never gets truly caught. It's when things are down to the wire that he presents his best work. So he pauses, and then he looks up at the guard with a wry smile.

"So. What are the chances of you letting me go after all this, mm?" He asked, almost joking but not quite. "You don't have to call in your report, you know..."