[ shou hadn't thought of offering his hand as anything more than a cursory thing, businesslike in its straightforwardness. so when shin reaches for it again, there's a slight tick in his nerves, a dancing sensation in his palm that is normal and smooth and untroubled by calluses like any normal highschooler's should be.

unphased by the soft click of the lighter and the flood of smoky-sweet that follows, shou considers where to start. ]

Truthfully, I don't expect this city to be peaceful, but it seems as though it's recently had something big happen. [ he pauses. ] The bounty operation feels unusual, even so.