"I am a man of my word." A coy smile, very much pleased with himself, and he jumps down from the truck and back onto the ground. Tablet in one hand, can of iced-tea in the other. Looking very much like a modern young man. Perhaps centuries-old dogs are able to learn new tricks after all.

"I took many photos. I even harnessed the power of light as you showed me." He means the flash. Close enough. Rokuro returns the tablet to Tech, along with his own can of tea. There are better places to share a drink.

He looks to the truck behind them, all too aware of the guard laying beneath it. Still unconscious, but not forever-- or even much longer.

"It is likely he will wake within the hour. Is he more valuable to us alive or dead?"