Rattus then tightened his tie, before he began to answer the questions presented to him. "In my last interaction with Mister Taylor, he has mentioned to me that the unknown group of people threatening him have seemingly tracked down his residence address at last. To provide some context regarding this matter, it is imperative that you know about his experiences before our last electronic chat session with each other."<br/><br/>"You see, he has always felt as if some unknown presence is watching him, in those days after he witnessed the incident involving an unknown man's murder via supernatural means. At first, he could confirm positively that there was someone tracking him down in public, as he could see the people doing it from a great distance. And then, he informed me that he even felt as if he was being watched during his sleep. At that point, I have strongly advised that he seek some medical help regarding his psychological state, as I have hypothesized that the constant surveillance on him might be taking a toll on his mental health. Then a week after his doctor had prescribed him medicine to soothe down his emotional distress, he informed me that, as much as he felt less suspicious of his current state, he still could visually confirm that this presence is watching him. Mister Taylor has been advised by his psychiatrist that he needs to consult legal authorities in order to track down whoever is trying to watch over him." Rattus explained to him in detail. "Again, you should know about the experiences he had told me in our chat sessions, so I am going to give you the benefit of knowing those as needed."<br/><br/>"Well, guess why da fuck he ain't talkin' to them piggies." Neo interjected. "'Cause they're fuckin' gunrunnahs, that's why!"<br/><br/>"Yes," Rattus affirmed Neo's statements. "So, by investigating on this case, I perhaps assume that you are part of the local authorities and, therefore, I am deliberately waiving my right to remain silent and probably indicting myself, am I not?"<br/><br/>"Don't be a dumbass, Ratt." Neo called his superior out. "He's a private investigator. He ain't gonna do shit to ya'."<br/><br/>"I see, then." The blue-haired man acknowledged the blonde's admonitions.<br/><br/>"Yes, I would like some of it. Thank you very much for your offer." Yukina replied to Charity's offer of having some sweet tea, bowing down as a gesture of gratefulness.<br/><br/>"Um," Yukina began trying to talk, still having her usual hesitation and awkwardness. "I am sorry, Chari-san. I am nothing special compared to you. We at the Order are all immortals, but Rattus-san said that being such is not that special. Besides, I think he is right when he said it is not important what a person is, but it is more important what a person can do. Is not he right, Chari-san?"