Junpei’s thoughts had been focused entirely upon replaying the brief clips of the dragon’s movements in great depth when Zeu had kicked the chair fun under him.  His body moved almost instinctively as he turned what was going to be a fall on his ass into a fluid backwards roll ending with him in the crouched position with his hand upon his pistol ready to draw.  He didn’t so much as flinch when his glare met Zeu’s.  “Can’t you see I’m planning here?  While you’re creepily hitting on Ryoshi, I’m recalling the video footage of his attack to better suit my own.  It’s time to get your head on the mission and off the girl.”<br/><br/>He slowly rose to his feet clearly showing his annoyance as he returned to his plotting while keeping Zeu’s motions in his peripheries.  There was no doubt in his mind that Zeu was going to be going out of his way to harass him and were it not for his freedom, he would not hesitate to ditch the mission.  That was not the case, however.  The money would wipe out his debt with the Association and give him a chance to live how he pleased.  For that he would be willing to associate himself with somebody like Zeu.