He called it. He knew it- this is how she always looks. With that cold look in her eyes that trigger his urge to pull the trigger and get away.

But he can't run. Any sudden movements and he might be in range of attack. This many shadows at once would be...difficult, especially with Ichinose and her void-like stare, the type similar to the mad goddess in his world.
Eventhough as of now, all he's seeing is her again. Surrounded by her shadows.

CLASH!!

He stretches out his hand to keep that firm distance between them, lips quivering as his cup shatters next to the collapsed parfait.

"I would've if they didn't show up," he counters. "Tell them to step back."