Luck appeared to be with them. Not only would they both likely have a nice little chunk of currency after all was said and done with this little mission, but they were getting their food and rooms paid for while they looked into it! This was a perfect setup, and Kahmori was sure as hell not above milking it for all it was worth. Hell, if things went well enough, they might very well be able to find a place to stay here for a few weeks. At the very least, they'd have the money needed to hop to another station...<br/><br/>When Sheva goes into her long string of question, Kahmori gives her a brow-raised look that quickly deteriorates into a broad little grin - Sheva was smart, he sure as hell had to give her that. Every little question just deepened the mystery that was Sheva, and made the big, white-furred kitsune all the more eager to learn more about her. More than content to let her ask the questions, and he just absorb the information, Kahmori settles back into his chair and steeples his fingers in front of him, peering at Naya and the little bit of evidence that was presented as he explained the situation better.<br/><br/>When the holocom transcript it pulled out of the beige pack, Kahmori darts a hand forwards and snatches it up, reading it over to see if it would give any additional insight. Beyond painting a red flag on Ryas's forehead, not much "So, this guy dissappeared, huh? Well, did you ever think that this predator pretty much got all the usefulness out of him he could, then gave him a trip down crud-creek as well? Or, is there some evidence that he's still alive as well?"<br/><br/>Replacing the transcript on Naya's desk, Kahmori grabs a holocom in pretty well the same motion, giving it a good looking over. His own holocom had been destroyed on the shuttle ride there - after all, it was a way to communicate, and anything you could communicate with, you could also be tracked with. This one, though - it was practically pocket-sized!! His old one might as well have been a legless moose in comparison "Ooo. Shiny new Holocom. Any more goodies for us? I don't guess you have lipstick that turns into a flamethrower, do you? Always wanted one of those..." He gets a sort of dreamy, far-away expression on his face for a few seconds, before realizing what he'd said "...Uh....manly lipstick, though."<br/><br/>Quickly changing the subject, Kahmori once more leans back in his chair just as casually as always, carrying on without a pause "So, if I get this right...you want us to go interrogate folks from the lower rings, see if we can't find this Ryas guy...then see if he'll lead us to the killer, huh? Phsst. Sounds like a peice of cake, assuming Ryas is still alive. Totally got this covered." Casting a sideways glance at Sheva, he gives his sexy, kitsune companion a coy smirk, as if reassuring her this would be as easy as pie. Needless to say, he's quite surprised when he notes the look of...almost 'glee' on her face, upon mentioning the interrogation of Mr. Ryas themselves. The mystery just continued to deepen...and oh how he liked that.<br/><br/>At the mention of 'vacation', however, Kahmori's ears perk up high atop his head, and he leans forwards excitedly in his chair "Vacation? You kidding me?!?! Hell, relaxing for a day before jumpin' in this thing would be great!! Geez, we could go swimming, or maybe see if they have any roller coasters, or swimming, or see a movie, or go swimming, or maybe see if they have any neat clubs.....or we can go swimming!!"<br/><br/>Despite their 'brother and sister' deception, the big, white-furred kitsune couldn't help but give Sheva a sort of sideways glance, a small, cheesy grin slowly spreading across his muzzle. Swimming - how nice would that be. Seeing that sexy, slender little kitsune beside him in a two-peice...her nice belly revealed to his prying eyes, her nice tush just barely hidden by little more than a bit of fabric and her nice, fluffy tail. The deeper into the fantasy he sinks, and the more vivid his imagination becomes, the broader the goofy little grin on Kahmori's face gets. Within a matter of seconds, it nearly spreads from one ear to the other, and had Sheva's question not drawn him out of his oh-so-perverted thoughts, that grin might have very well split his face open.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sheva wrote:</cite> “Well brother, I’m exhausted from the trip. What say you to getting something to eat then heading to the hotel to relax for the evening? I do hope they give us separate beds. You sprawl out like a wet dog” </div></blockquote><br/><br/><br/><br/>"Duh?" Kahmori exclaims with all the brain-power he could muster amidst the visions of a scantily-clad Sheva dancing through his mind.<br/><br/>"Uh..Oh! Yeah!" Shaking his head to clear the thoughts from his mind, Kahmori practically leaps to his feet, stuffing his wrist-watch holocom into his pocket "A bit of food and a nice bikini sounds great!! Uh - I mean, a nice swim! Er...bed. Waterbed. Yes." Clearing his throat, Kahmori elegantly snatches up the pass that would allow them to move about a bit more freely, also pocketing it. Giving his beautiful kitsune companion a coy smirk, Kahmori flicks his tail against her muzzle, teasing her playfully "Yeah, two beds would be nice. I can pull both of them together, and then I'll have enough room to sprawl out nicely!! I dunno where you're going to sleep, though....I guess there is always the couch. Or, for a nice massage, I might let you spawl out in bed with me." Again, the same, cheesy grin spreads across his muzzle - it seemed he simply could not resist the urge to tease her at every opportunity.<br/><br/>"Well, if that's everything, Naya...I think a day's worth of relaxation would be appreciated before the investigation gets underway. Sides, I'm hungry, and so is Sheva. Empty bellies do no investigations...!!...." He pauses for a second, tapping a finger lightly against his chin, his tail swaying slowly, almost thoughtfully, back and forth behind him "...You did say you'd pay for food, huh? So, how about a loaner so we can pick up something tasty...?" Kahmori extends his hand, grinning like a cat at a fish market. It was time to start milking...