[Doctor Gabriel]

Mr. Kite ignored the Executor's condescending words with some effort. He was growing quite tired of everyone asking why he was here. He doubted they would quite understand the answer, considering it was rather vague and idealistic almost to the point of naivety. Besides, the fact that he didn't seem to recognize the Gabriel Family's infamous golden eyes and yellow hair meant the old fart hadn't attended their massacre personally. Thus he turned to other man and banished the malice from his eyes, strapping on the smile once more.

“See, that’s all I was hoping for when I approached you earlier,” he accepted the piece of candy and pocketed it for later.

I doubt the he put some kind of poison or hex in or on it, but better safe than sorry. Maybe I can get Berserker to turn it into a map leading to something useful, if she’s feeling uncharacteristically charitable.

“Apology accepted and I’m sorry for my rude, not to mention childish response. I do thank you for informing me of my zipper issue, by the way. Damn thing seems to have a mind of it’s own. Still don’t get the Creampuff bit though, what part of me strikes you so creamy and pufflike?”