"That sounds fine." Toshi nodded, and unfastened the belt again, softly placing his katana into the laundry bag. "We pick the weapons up after we're no longer in the view... I don't need your knives." he replied. There were still the hidden ones in his boots. It sounded like a good plan... Yes, it had its gaps - if someone knew their faces, they wouldn't escape easily, but there was the possibility that they didn't know that. It was a faint hope, but if the people that were on them only saw them via photos, it might not be as bad. After all, there were little people that came in contact with Toshi over his lifetime.<br/><br/>He picked the laundry bag up, and moved over to the door. It was heavy, but he handled it with ease with one hand only - another thing where his enhanced strength came in handy. He grabbed his bag from the rack he hung it on before, and pushed it into the laundry bag just as well. Some food was useful, even if it was just junk.