"So you get someone who knows how to deal with you."

That wasn't the question and Sixshot knows it. He didn't know the answer anyways. His opinion on things had never mattered before and now that it did, he found that he had none.

None beyond the sudden, suffocating urge to get away from Kagerou before... something happened. His strides get longer and longer and the Sixer finds himself trotting through the streets in short order.