[color=gold][center][h2]Takeshi Kawano [/h2][/center][/color]

Okay, he figured that she wouldn't just give him the pen like that. He wasn't the most polite person about it and she seemed to not be too intimidated by his reputation. But what did surprise him was what she said after her rejection. "A shini-what now?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. If he remembered correctly from the stories he heard as a child, a shinigami was some sort of death spirit? It wasn't like Miss Goody Two-shoes to make up some story about spirits unless she was actually insane. 

He rubbed his hands together in attempt to warm them as he listened to her ramble on. "Well, if that pen fills you with so much dread, why not just get rid of it then?" he asked while rolling his eyes once more. How did something called the "Death Pen" get into her hands in the first place? Then again, he couldn't even read the English letters of his Death Note, so he wasn't one to judge. Throwing his hand up in the air, he added, "Throw it away or give it to me. I don't care too much either way." 

The last part was somewhat a lie as he was still a little bit curious about the whole Death Note and Pen dynamic and the new information about the shinigami only made him more curious. He knew that he rubbed her off the wrong way, which worsened his chances of getting the pen. But he decided to give it one last shot. As a sign of good faith, he decided to let the girl have a closer look at the Death Note. He pulled it back out of his bag and said, "Here. I can't read the damn English and I guess you would have a better shot at it anyways. If you tell me what it says, we can figure out what we're going to do with these stupid things." He didn't trust her enough to let her snatch it way from his hands, but held the first page open so she could read the inscription on the binding.