[Trakadon]

Roland laughed at makoto and sat back down on the pile of hunters. His left arm resting on his knee and his right still placed into his pocket. "I'm simply waiting." He spit out the cigarette he had between his lips and replaced it with a fresh one. "Besides its not like you can run away." Roland took a match out from his left pocket and lit his cigarette. "By now I'm sure you have noticed that."