[Boo, empty. He flips the pistols towards one of the shiki, who fumbles it, but catches and holds them for its master like a packhorse while Matoba stoops to retrieve a Nerf dart from the sand.] I think you can take it however you like. Honestly. You Enmas are always so dour... Ah, but also, attentive. The perfect lifeguards, I suppose.

[And people called him uptight! Psht! He sticks the little foam dart back onto the crossbow, dusting the sand off.]

Not really, no. The Daitengu's orders are more or less always the same thing...

'Have fun, and keep your ears and eyes open.' [He gives her a cheerful smile.] Doesn't that just seem like them?