Licking his lips thoughtfully, ending the facial expressions when a straight-faced Banru began speaking again, Sal watched bemusedly. When the immortal finished the spell in mid-air, Sal knew the time for chatter was over and that their acting would be taken to a new level. Of course, he's been expecting a missile attack, not...Banru's hand vanishing and a sudden, unpredictable yank on his collar. With a frown, Sal stumbled momentarily, and as he did so, allowed Morana to slide down behind him.
"Ohoho, you're a clever little one, aren't you." The asexual grinned darkly, his reaction both of annoyance and amusement. Then slowly, as to allow Banru time to react, Sal reached into his left boot with his free hand and pulled out a simple dirk. "Sorry if I'm a bit more straightforward."
He threw the dirk at Banru's head, knowing full well that his teammate had more than enough time to dodge the attack.
{AN: How about we do another Banru and Morana and then have Mitch appear?}