Jigen pauses halfway through his sandwich, staring up from beneath his hat with bloodshot eyes. "You don't gotta do that," he says, wariness clear in his voice. He knew how unwanted he was. He wasn't useful anymore. "I got a setup. And you don't even live here, yeah?"

They hadn't talked much, and most of the talking was Zenigata talking while Jigen quietly munched, but he gathered the guy wasn't a citizen.