Admittedly, she'd grown on his nerves the first twenty minutes with her incessant worried babbling. Admittedly, he was just as worried. But honestly, couldn't she just shut her mouth and give him so quiet? Just for a bit? Just for the last few hours of his life?
He sighed, both at the probability of that and of Mugen returning…in time, even. That idiot was a useful in orchestrated activities as a grave stone. But as grating as she was being he just couldn't tune her completely out. He began to recognize and identify the worry as for things other than her – their – own lives; she was truly concerned for Mugen, running about like the moron he was. It could not be argued, however, that he did posses an insane amount of luck.
He supposed apart of him was concerned for the man on a level residing outside of his own survival, but that would require more speculation…which was best done and preferred in silence. Was it really that much trouble for her to hush for just a few minutes? Maybe he'd at least be able to get them out of there…
From episode 9.