Why me? This kid talks too much.

"Vacation? My goodness are all the Shinigami this lazy?" James said, motioning for her to follow. "And don't sweat it, I've got entirely too much money laying around..." Sadly, this was the truth. James received several grants for research, as well as his own paycheck from the Vanguard which, though constant, was more than he could ever hope to spend what with the low cost of living in Mongolia. As much as it pained him to turn around and continue to talk with this Shinigami, James felt as though he had to. Something about this one in particular seemed... different. James would slowly begin showing his true colors. "At any rate, you're relatively weak anyway, I can't see why they wouldn't give you some time off if they thought you wouldn't be of any help at all." James joked, laughing to himself as he flared his spiritual pressure in her direction to flaunt his power.

Scanning her again, he could see that she didn't possess the more technological implants that average Shinigami of the age possessed. She was also showing trace amounts of Hollow... Curious. "But of course, if you spent as much time training as you do bumping into strangers in malls, I'm sure you might get somewhere. Especially without any Phantom Tech..." A Shinigami without phantom tech was like an average human without a cell phone. It was a rare occurrence. Although, to her credit, this was probably one of the more definitive differences between her and others he had encountered. While others had to gain their power through arduous struggle, James had to use his brain to beat the defects he was born with. To see someone object to technological aid irritated him on a spiritual level. For the moment, he bore with it. "Speaking of which... Why don't you have any? It's a bit weird to see someone like you in today's day and age... Name's James by the way." He snuck in at the end, remembering that introductions were necessary. Speaking so naturally was disheartening, as he had only ever done it truthfully while around Azure Iramasha, the leader of the Vanguard. In this case, he was only partially able to speak his mind, as this Shinigami may yet be an assassin of some sort. James was in no mood to critically think today. She was too weak to worry, and if anyone stronger showed up, James could handle them quickly. In the long run, it would probably be better if they stayed on the side of the mall they were currently on, to save both this stranger and himself from the wrath of Carine.

Veering to the left, as though to coerce her to follow him into the food court, James sat at one of the stools farthest from the many stalls of food that were set up. Then, gesturing for the girl to come sit with him, he began looking over the nearby restaurants. "Are you hungry at all? Lunch is on me..." Of course, if this ex-human garbage were to take advantage of his kindness, he might just wait a moment or two before stepping between Carine and her mangled corpse later on. Or, he might just kill her himself.

Regardless of her answer, he would still insist that they get some food in their bellies. It would give them the strength to fight Carine later, because James was absolutely certain that if she even smelled this woman (which she very much was capable of, even now) with James it would be game over. Luckily, however, the perfumes and other strong scents have probably hidden their scent-- or at least masked it. Despite having extensively studied Shinigami, James still couldn't help but be curious of what Gigai smelled like. Of course, he had no intention of smelling this... person. Walking to a nearby stand selling burgers and other American-style foods, James ordered a plain hamburger, and gestured to the girl to pick whatever she wanted. Of course, before she could respond, James gave her enough money to buy a small fort's worth of food, and allowed her the choice of restaurant. Then, moving back to his seat, he connected to the Yuudeshi network using his wristpad, and overlayed the security cameras in the mall to his contacts, making sure to keep the largest one in view being the one with Carine's biological signal on it, effectively keeping an eye on her at all times.

If ever there was a time I would thank Shadin, it would be right now. That man's saved my life more than once. James thought to himself, patiently awaiting the red haired woman's return.