This was the very definition of being stuck between a rock and a hard place. Takatora wasn't particularly keen on hanging out with the Meijin, something about him still rubbed him the wrong way. But it looked like it was either that or stay around in the lobby where some people were still staring at him and others still were whispering in hushed tones. Eventually he rubbed his temples and sighed in some form of defeat. If it meant getting away from the stares, then he'd just have to put up with the Meijin for today.

"Damn it Adam, this is all your fault..." he muttered. Part of him wished Adam hadn't shown up the other day. Sure, it meant Masato would have finished him off but at least Takatora wouldn't be getting all this unwanted attention from random strangers, "Ugh, just... let's get this over with." he grumbled, after a moment vanishing to enter his suit. Whatever it was the Meijin was planning, he hoped it wouldn't take too long. He still had a thing he was supposed to do with Sento later after all.