Yaozu caught the flask after Abbadon had tossed it too him. The monk sighed. The gunman seemed to show off a bit too much despite giving the speech about not taking pride in his skill. Perhaps what Abby was doing wasn't what it looked like, but most who saw would probably think like Yaozu. "What's this for?" He asked calmly before there was a flash. "Well. Looks like the magician is here. No real time for any more chit chat." He said before tossing the flask back. Shame. He was a bit thirsty. But it could easily be saved for later. As the introductions were made he walked over to the small group of women. "Yaozu Liqian. Nice to meet you... Craïs, was it?" He asked as he held out his hand to shake. She was a tall one. And then there was the child. He'd greet her in a moment of course after he finished with the red head. "Hey Shirokaze. Don't be so cold. You'll probably end up scaring the girl." He commented as he nudged the kneeling samurai with his foot.