Orihara Izaya was someone that Landel could have called on at any time and he likely would have reached some level of cooperation. That was the whole point, though. He was the one in charge here, which meant that it was up to him when he asked for help from these less savory characters. Izaya was no different from the others he'd brought here tonight.

The five of them stood out, of course, but he hoped none of them felt that special. In the grand scheme of things, they were still pawns. But if they got something out of it and had a good time all the while, would they really care? His guess was no, and his conversations had gone rather well so far.

"It's not all that complicated," he said in response, leaning back in his chair as he let out a sigh. One more of these chats, and then his work for the night would be done. Not that it ever really ended.

"I'm sure you've noticed the sickness spreading around through the patient body by now. My aim is for some of them to not survive the process. It would be boring if everyone figured out how to save themselves in the end, after all. So, with your reputation for spreading rumors and inciting hysteria, I'm sure you could instill some more panic in people, is that right?" He smiled wickedly and waited calmly from Izaya's response.

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