[ Dojima sat for a moment on the chair, taking slow drags of his cigarette as he listened to Hyde's ranting. It was only fair, after all. ]

... I know I jumped the gun on you when we last talked. When you turned away from me, I thought you were ending the conversation, and I couldn't let you just steal people's things.

[ He sighed, letting out another plume of smoke. ]

...I'm sorry about that.

[ Rolling his shoulders, Dojima reached up to wipe away some of the blood that had been dripping down his face. Oof. Naomi was going to be pissed at him... ]

...To be completely honest, Hyde, you're hard to talk to.