The focused eye flicked between Gerard's hands and the sections of the device he described. While etching the spoken details in his mind, Kaite continued to fumble over the thought as he endeavored to place reason behind the man's words and toil on the piano, simultaneously. Once Voss concluded his explanation, Katie once again spoke up, [color=a187be]"Alzough I vould be intrigued to hear a less abridged version ouf your armament's finer details, eit vould haf to be at a later date."[/color]

There came a slight pause, as Kaite flourished on the keys, both eyes snapping back to the gesture before the other drifted once more to Gerard. [color=a187be]"I had szought myself busy, ehn iz difficult to discern your elaborations on notion alone...especially vith such an accent zeht you possess,"[/color] he concluded with a palpable second of hesitation before offering a sound which held a pace and tone as if it were intended to be a small chuckle, though it came out with a hiss and a blur of notes like trying to laugh through a musical instrument and [i]almost[/i] managing to pull it off.
Just then, the roar shook through the establishment, rattling some of the glassware on shelves. Kaite, however, continued playing without missing a beat, though his eyes realigned to look out the window with a tilted head. As nothing [i]immediately[/i] happened, he would not have given it another thought until Gerard offered for them to accompany him.

Surprisingly, Kaite simply stood, abandoning the instrument he had been just about to disregard the potential danger for. [color=a187be]"Certainly. Iz certainly a curious land vith such sounds describable to be equally so, ah?"[/color] Kaite chirped, unperturbed and resolutely pleasant in his same expression as he put the cover back over the keys of the piano and waved his arms at his sides to re-settle the sleeves he had rolled up, seemingly ready to go in an instant.

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