I still need to find a job. I don't want to use my blood for buying things I don't think. [mob is reminded of that. he's still not sure if he's supposed to make a resume or something? given his job was an on the spot hire when he was in elementary school and not exactly above board anyway.

admittedly the trench seemed more like that than resumes and work history kind of place. something to work on though.

and ah, mob looks back with a little nod.] A lot better. [hard to tell with the perpetual nothing face but there is very much an ease that wasn't there before.] Are you okay? I've only really um, given people actual power like that once before. With master Reigen.