[h1]Gintoki[/h1]
The walk back inside the mansion was fairly uneventful, save for the few maids that gave him odd glances as he walked by. Well, that much was to be expected; after what had just transpired, he was bound to be looked down upon by them... And probably everyone else, but that didn't really bother him as much as it should have. So what if they looked down on him for such a thing? Wasn't their problem.

The fact that he had met everyone already filing out of the dungeon probably meant that the worst of this crap was over and that he could safely assume that someone else was dealing with that giant-ass crystal instead... Which was convenient, to be sure.

"Planning a defense, you say...?" he asked, nodding his head in faked understanding. "Alright, since this place is about as crazy as it gets, I'll let you decide for me."

Well, hopefully enough, he'd get paired with someone that wouldn't call him out for his own... Well, even in his mind he hesitated calling it 'fear'... Maybe dislike was a more apt term for the situation. Either way...

Choosing to let the cyber-kid's and his pet robo-alien thing's words pass through one ear and out the other, Gintoki sighed and sheathed his bokuto for the moment. It was much less effort to keep it at his side than carry it around in that position the entire time, after all...

[h1]Kakine[/h1]
Ignoring Index's complaints about the entire ordeal, Kakine turned to Lucina and nodded his head in approval of her offer. Letting the crazy magician bounce around like she usually did would probably lead to more headache for everyone involved, and though he didn't like having to restrain her as he did it seemed to be quite necessary.

"That'd be nice, though gathering up what seems to be a crate's worth of goods seems to be... A bit of a daunting task." he said as he slowly reeled in his catch. As soon as she was close enough, Kakine turned over to Touma, who at this point was greeting 10032 like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Kamijou Touma. The witch still has custody of Magic God Othinus, correct?"
"...Yeah, I'm pretty sure she does."

Sighing, Kakine put his hands on the net, which immediately probed around Marisa's pockets and found the person in question. Pulling her out with no effort to spare, the Dark Matter immediately spat her out and into Touma's hands.

"Well, that should resolve that issue. Excuse us for taking up your time like this." Kakine stated as he turned towards the Windowless Building, Marisa still in tow. "Whenever you're ready, we're heading out."

[h1]Hazama[/h1]
Hazama tossed a furtive glance at the weird person... Thing floating inside the containment unit. It reminded him heavily of a Murakumo unit, they way it looked, which gave him a pretty good idea of how to deal with the hermit, given half the chance. He'd have to work for it, sure, but if he got to...

The Leader's words, however, seemed to have more of an impact on him than his own desire for revenge, and he nodded his head, digging through his thoughts with his eyes closed (even if they always seemed to be closed anyhow).

"Yeah, I think so too. But it's gonna be difficult getting that signature without forging it. If we have documents on hand, I could probably do the job myself..." he trailed off before shaking his head. "And even then, I'm not entirely sure that hermit would be compliant. Just out of curiosity... Do you, by any chance, have a soul I could use? I could craft myself some backup just in case things went south."

Well, better to be safe than sorry, right?