[ Endo's self-confidence is impervious except when it comes to one very specific matter, and since that matter is irrelevant here, he's entirely unfazed by this guy's attitude. Talentless, third-string, blah blah blah, at this point he's heard anything and everything delivered in the form of bluster, and while he will allow his gaze to drop in order to witness the way that light boot-tap has such a drastic impact, his stare is calm and unaffected as he raises his eyes again.
This guy is no Takiishi. That isn't a disappointment so much as a fact. No one can match his power; no one can hope to stand alongside him. But if he had demonstrated even a small hint of that fire, then Endo would have easily made a space in Noroshi for him. But this? This is something else. Something he assumes is external — probably technological, given the collar, although there's got to be more to it. Where would that tech have come from in the first place? Not anywhere near this town. He'd have heard if there was anything close to it being handed out behind closed doors. ]
Aah, this is troublesome.
[ He scratches the back of his head as though he's puzzling his way through this. And he kind of is, if you count navigating this new space of near-uncertainty, which still feels entirely foreign to him. He isn't afraid, nor is he worried about himself, but this is a lot less cut-and-dry than he wanted it to be — to the point where he's starting to feel like it's not worth the hassle. ]
I had a whole welcome party planned, but now I wanna go back home to take a nap.
[ None of this is confirming (nor denying) the guy's statement; he's essentially having a conversation with himself, which is more or less par for the course, albeit for more complicated reasons than simply trying to irritate a person.
Sounding bored: ]
Magic tricks look a lot cooler on TV.
[ Just like jumping off second-story buildings. He would know! There's no real oomph in using force fields or whatever it is that the guy's got going for him. That's what's talentless.
But Endo is still curious. Maybe not so much about the guy anymore, but about what he can do — and why. He's not exactly inclined to get into a fight with someone who might actually be able to kill him with a well-aimed, super-powered punch, but if there's a limit, somehow — if Endo can rival him in speed and dodging, would he be able tire him out? Could he get his fingers around that collar to see what happens if he pulls? There are a lot of possibilities but he doesn't know how likely any of them are. None of the fights lasted long enough for him to guess, and no one else will be able to go head-to-head him. Endo is the only one in attendance who could try, but without more information, it would be a risk.
np!
This guy is no Takiishi. That isn't a disappointment so much as a fact. No one can match his power; no one can hope to stand alongside him. But if he had demonstrated even a small hint of that fire, then Endo would have easily made a space in Noroshi for him. But this? This is something else. Something he assumes is external — probably technological, given the collar, although there's got to be more to it. Where would that tech have come from in the first place? Not anywhere near this town. He'd have heard if there was anything close to it being handed out behind closed doors. ]
Aah, this is troublesome.
[ He scratches the back of his head as though he's puzzling his way through this. And he kind of is, if you count navigating this new space of near-uncertainty, which still feels entirely foreign to him. He isn't afraid, nor is he worried about himself, but this is a lot less cut-and-dry than he wanted it to be — to the point where he's starting to feel like it's not worth the hassle. ]
I had a whole welcome party planned, but now I wanna go back home to take a nap.
[ None of this is confirming (nor denying) the guy's statement; he's essentially having a conversation with himself, which is more or less par for the course, albeit for more complicated reasons than simply trying to irritate a person.
Sounding bored: ]
Magic tricks look a lot cooler on TV.
[ Just like jumping off second-story buildings. He would know! There's no real oomph in using force fields or whatever it is that the guy's got going for him. That's what's talentless.
But Endo is still curious. Maybe not so much about the guy anymore, but about what he can do — and why. He's not exactly inclined to get into a fight with someone who might actually be able to kill him with a well-aimed, super-powered punch, but if there's a limit, somehow — if Endo can rival him in speed and dodging, would he be able tire him out? Could he get his fingers around that collar to see what happens if he pulls? There are a lot of possibilities but he doesn't know how likely any of them are. None of the fights lasted long enough for him to guess, and no one else will be able to go head-to-head him. Endo is the only one in attendance who could try, but without more information, it would be a risk.
He keeps it on the table anyway. Just in case. ]