[A few seconds? That doesn't exactly speak highly of your performance, pal. Dito rolls one shoulder in a shrug, taking the opportunity to saunter closer. It's still hard to see much of the man's features in the dark, but Dito can see the gleam of teeth when he talks. Another gleam, too-- multiple ones that seem to, curiously, be climbing up where his cheeks would be. Interesting.]

Eh, you got me. I was talking about here in Trench. Though I ain't about to rule it out. For all I know, you could be one of 'em. Might already be running through a list of all the awful things you're gonna do to me before you kill me.

[Was that a veiled threat or an awkward attempt at flirtation? Dito will never tell. He stops striding forward when he's about a few feet away from the man, leaning against his spear like an oversized walking stick. This close, he can smell the scent of burning grass. His hyena omen growls a quiet warning.]

Careful, whelp...

[Dito rolls his eyes and ignores her, flashing a grin at Dabi as if she hadn't spoken.]

So are we going in or do you wanna tease the entrance a little more? Too much foreplay can get tiresome, you know.