Moments after their confrontation in front of the store, Adam was now sitting in a chair of the main office of said store with Makoto standing right behind him as he played with a porcelain glode with his powers. Meanwhile, the dandy middle-aged man could be seen standing further in the last corner of the office, his pristine suit now dishelved and tattered, his face swollen and bruised.
"What was your name again?"
"Rex."
"Rex, huh? Seems like the name of a loyal dog. Then again I guess that is quite fitting for a hound such as you ."
Adam chuckled to himself as he observed the name and the stats of the man standing bruised and battered before him.
『 Name: Rex Baskerville
Affiliation: The Familia
Alias: Loyal Hound
Race: Human
Age: 45
Emotion(s): Wariness 』