" Why don't you just ask me now?" Pyotr calmly got a bit closer to the woman who had quote, a "Question" for him. Her voice sounded cheery... too cheery. The bullshitting kind where you flaunt looks to get your way. It may had been the conditions she was in, but she reminded him of the grudge. Too much actually. The dame wanted something obviously. Pyotr just hoped he hadn't fallen into some sort of trap. She had some friends. He had none. A weapon would have been nice... a shard of glass, a large rock, shiv, anything that could inflict some bodily harm. Glancing at the ground, he found a small piece of brick. It wasn't much... but.... it was something. Quickly hiding it behind his back, he warily approached Kaori, hoping it wasn't going to go down with his guts all over the floor.