[Dawn]

Jayden's expression doesn't change, "I'm not leaving," he says quietly, leaning against the door frame, "Have your little pow wow, but I'm going to do my job rather you agree to it or not."

His eyes travel to Hayate when he stands up from behind the counter, but doesn't make any movements. Damn idiot, he thinks to himself, You could of used that time to get the hell out of here.

Jayden pulls a cig out of his pocket and lights it, not caring if the shop is a no smoke zone or not. Hayate wasn't his concern, he should tell the kid could defend for himself and only interest that Jayden had with Hayate if the kid survived, was what were his intentions for the spray paint that now littered the shop's floor..