Man, what did it take to ruffle this guy's feathers? Not that he was actively trying to do that--it just surprised him, that was all.

"That so? Huh." Niikura sat back, corner of his mouth tugging upward. He couldn't say he was very good at self-preservation either. "So how many messes have ya had to pull him out of back in Los Angeles?" He could only imagine how much hot water Phoenix was capable of landing himself in. "I'm guessin' quite a few if how we met's his usual M.O."