William recognized his mistake, too late. He smiled graciously and retreated. Kiritsugu was staring at the strangely attired man. "What is it?" William asked in a undertone, wondering if Kiritsugu had seen something he had not.<br/><br/>"I think I've been recognized." Kiritsugu said, moving away quickly, determined not to allow Kazuhito to get a better glimpse of his face. "If he remembers how I operate, he would probably do something foolish."<br/><br/>"Do you wish to kill him off before he can warn the others?"<br/><br/>"No. We form allies with him, but we stay out of each others way. I'll speak to him later, you should mingle with the rest." Kiritsugu turned and walked out of the house, twisting a cigarette between his lips and lighting it. The smoldering tobacco lit up his face, casting strange shadows in post-dusk.