[ It's not like he hasn't aimed for perfect timing before, so he looks a little sheepish at Allen's suggestion. The ease with which they approach him, even smiling through the gore, makes it difficult not to grin back. But then the grin falls short (hah!), and he reaches back to rub awkwardly behind his neck. All at once, the bravado dissipates into a boy scuffing his boot against the floor (and alien goop). ]
Uh— Well yeah! Clearly you made the right call.
[ Which Ino seemed to very much know when contacting him. Glancing between the both of them, he clears his throat and holds out his hand, first to Ino and then Allen. At least his tattoo is nothing new to them! He knows they've already met, but humor him you rude children! ]
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Uh— Well yeah! Clearly you made the right call.
[ Which Ino seemed to very much know when contacting him. Glancing between the both of them, he clears his throat and holds out his hand, first to Ino and then Allen. At least his tattoo is nothing new to them! He knows they've already met, but humor him you rude children! ]
Nice to...meet you...again...?