((Leave? ._. ))<br/><br/>Dirk chuckled and stepped back, eying the inmates as they fought. You couldn't find any fights better than between prisoners, and you don't even have to pay. He shook his head and smirked, glancing to the crowd that was beginning to gather.<br/><br/>Shiro blinked at Marquis' request "Sure..." He replied, though he was quite unsure. Even if he was a fox, who knows if he could trust him. He put his arms on the table and rested his head on them. He was even unsure about not eating him. He was still hungry and doubted two more meals would get him through the day. Damn high metabolism.