Kaoru spends a lot of his time moving between rooms and pacing, and currently he’s walking around the fake entrance hall, up and down the steps with an idle look on his face.
Seeing Bow-wow… something about it pisses him off a little, but equally so something about the little guy’s demeanor keeps him from feeling too sour on him.
“Eh? Hey, Bow-bow. They tell you ‘bout that? Nah, it’s… whatever.”
He dismisses, mind wandering for a different tooic to focus on.
“Aw, ol’ Robby’s worried too? Fucker’s a softie for real, geheheh.”
He grins, lightheartedly joking at the man’s expense to bring his mood up.
“Nah, I’m fine, everything happens in there’s fake, I guess. That machine they got’s fucked, you been in one a’ those yourself yet? Like, feet on the ground, not all strapped in.”
