Ryutaros stopped dead, with a large smile.

"" He said happily, not understanding hyperbole, obviously. Then, like the child he obviously was, his mood changed suddenly, his expression shifting to a sullen one.

"" Now his tone was changing. He still sounded like a five year old, but there was a menacing, hateful undercurrent to his speech. "" He now raised his hand in a gun formation and pointed to a blank spot on the wall.

"" He said chillingly as he slammed his thumb into his land like a gunhammer. ""