Yukio had pulled out his second weapon by the time Kanda arrived, calmly firing shot after shot at the concrete wall in front of him. There was no target drawn, but one had to imagine he had one in mind, seeing the close groupings of white powder. The boy was obviously a professional.

He noticed Kanda when he stopped to reload, sliding out a magazine so he could slip in a new one, and he pushed his current mindframe aside so he could offer the other a small smile.

"Hello, Kanda-san."