"Why don't you go take your stupid assassin fish and ask? Maybe they'll put you somewhere I can't hear your annoying voice."

Gaz has mostly lost interest in the outside world at this point, taking out her Game Slave and walking over to sit on someone's steps and play it. Her Shuppet follows, curious about the device and almost immediately transfixed by the moving images, watching over her shoulder.

It's kind of weird to see Gaz not bothered by that, actually. She normally death-glares or growls at anyone who dares get within five feet while she's got a game in hand. No way she could like the creepy ghost thing that showed up out of nowhere five minutes ago THAT much, right?