"Nothing else? How disappointing." But he's grateful for it. Simple, straightforward people are easy to deal with. He hasn't forgotten how painfully sincere Shinjirou had been on that first morning after - Jade doesn't fear waking up to a knife in the back, not from him.

He opens the door to his car, ushering Shinjirou inside. There's a light blanket waiting on the seat. Unless Shinjirou protests, Jade drapes it around his shoulders before buckling him in, leaving his hands cuffed. He's not about to risk any incidents while on the road.