[Skills Midori has: murder, doctoring, murder, cleaning assembling and shooting any gun you can name and several you can't, murder. Skills Midori doesn't have: acting and bluffing. ...The look on his face is hilariously awkward for the briefest moment. And then:]

...Ah, yeah. There is a guy I'm looking to get to the core of. He's a tough one; if I simply torment him he'll just retreat in on himself. So I'm taking my time. Making it slow. Ho ho~. It should be good.

[Midori continues down the tunnel, letting Lavi think on that however he likes. Pain, death, loss-- these things don't strike fear in him. As such it's very easy for Midori to stop just a foot or so shy from the darker shadows that mark the other party moving through this place.]

Hello.

[There's something to be said for traveling with a sociopath. A polite tone doesn't change the very real sense of murderlust oppressively beginning to bear down in the stifling air of the tunnel.]

Are you looking to play out a massacre with us today?