Bill shoves Legoshi aside, staring aggressively at the merchant. "Move! Hey, old man. You're selling your finger for 70,000 right? If I pay for it that means it's mine to eat right? Hey, let's get a bite each." Bill turns to Legoshi, who's staring at him, horrified, you, who's standing there awkwardly, Aoba, and Tao. "That way we can all split the cost—"

In a sudden movement, Legoshi smacks him across the face, panting. "What was that idiot?" Bill growls. "Do you hear yourself right now?!" He snaps back. "We're in the black market! I'm not about to let your ego get in my way!" Legoshi's hair raises on his neck as he growls, his teeth slowly baring. "Legoshi, calm down." Aoba intercepts him, staring at him.

"Sorry, I'd be on your side if we were at school but this is the black market. It's different here." "Aoba—" "Look around you, this is the black market, and we are carnivores." "You—" Legoshi stares at the three of them. "Really gonna eat his finger?"

You're standing on the side, staring at them, as if torn.