[Oh. Matching pinstripe suits wasn't on Nansen's bingo card tonight, but maybe this guy will ignore the embarrassing faux pas when they're on the same side.]
[...That is, if they can figure that part out. A low, aggressive hiss escapes Nansen as Heine approaches, his current row of experiences teaching him not to trust anyone approaching him too easily. A hand reaches for something long at his belt- a makeshift weapon maybe- as yellow eyes gleam in the dark.]
WE WILL NOT REMAIN UNSCATHED
[...That is, if they can figure that part out. A low, aggressive hiss escapes Nansen as Heine approaches, his current row of experiences teaching him not to trust anyone approaching him too easily. A hand reaches for something long at his belt- a makeshift weapon maybe- as yellow eyes gleam in the dark.]
What're you...? 'nother enemy, nya!?