In his attempt to maintain his ruse, Rygar kept his true emotions hidden behind a mask of worry. [b]"I am so sorry about that..."[/b] Rygar deactivated his Semblance and landed back onto the level floor with a thud, but otherwise no worse for ware. He was unsure if this girl was planning on getting vengeance on him or legitimately had no issues with having his spoiled lunch fall upon her head. It was something that he had plans to work off of though. He was fairly uncertain with her gesture though: they didn't do handshakes back where he came from. You only extended your hand when you were expecting to receive something, so he figured that she wanted something from him as payment for what he done. But he also knew that this would only apply to people native to his hometown, and it was unlikely that she came from there. Still, it would make for an interesting interaction, so Rygar handed the girl his container of spoiled brain paste. [b]"Are you okay? I was planning on eating that away from the others, cause it kind of smells bad and I know that, but I like it so..."[/b] It was almost too difficult for him to maintain his ruse, but he was determined to uphold it until he could safely laugh off the entire event. Also he planned to keep his name a secrete; people can find out about him through his exploits. Or remain completely unknown but through rumors and myths. He was good for either.

As he continued to act out his apologies, the girl commented on her cat ears. He didn't really have anything against Fauna, though they did have a disproportional amount of involvement in the drug trade. Hard times for them he supposed, but it was convenient cause just about every Fauna he shook down had a stash on them, or knew where to get them at. He doubt most of these fauna knows where he could hit up some more of his poison, but it wouldn't hurt to ask. [b]"I don't really know what you mean by that, Pascale..."[/b]