Timing, that's what it was about. Was there ever going to be an instance where the boy didn't walk up on something of a questionable nature? Mitsuru had approached the little gathering in time to behold the Aion Clock stealthily molest the Shinjuku's Crocodile. Well. Right then. Just... keep walking. Try not to smile too much at the flustered Wanijima. He would have made it too had it not been for the air-borne ice-cream cone.