"Makes sense," He folded his arms behind his head, as he listened. In a way his tale was reminding him of the person that had been put in charge of him and his lessons. Course- he'd ran away from that situation and went to the school of hard knocks on the streets. All the same, he wondered how Maria was doing now... "Then you'd really be overwhelmed if we were back in Japan." Tokyo for one- was crawling with wall to wall foot traffic at certain times of day.

"It's up to you if you want to carry it all day.." Ban answered casually. "You could hide it.. but I'm guessing not all of these things were in plain view to begin with."

When they reached Harlock's quarters, Ban flung open the door without knocking. Ink was splattered everywhere....