[ Junpei finally sits down a few seats away, though he’s still keeping an untrusting eye on the crowd. ]

Are there people this will actually work on?

[ Right about then a trio of incredibly drunk humans wobbles past, singing the pop song that’s playing at the top of their lungs and miserably off key.

Junpei winces. ]

Actually, never mind, I know the answer. But ... that’s not why I’m going to comply at all.