The door slams open with a resonant thud. Satoshi steps in, his frame casting an imposing shadow on the floor. His red eyes scan the surroundings, settling on his ward tied to a chair, mouth sealed with tape.

'Pathetic,' he leaves the unconscious outlaws sprawled on the floor outside. His thoughts shift gears to his ward in mere seconds. 'You never listen.. stupid...'

"I told you to wait for me, missy," his voice cold but eyes betraying a flicker of concern as he rips off the tape.