Flood sank down to sit on Vanitas's shoulder now that everything seemed to be calm, fiddling with his 'gear again as, underneath the bench, Scrapper relaxed as well.

Somebody had been ready to lunge if need be.

"I did, yeah. Those morons were taking things a little too far for my liking," he drawled with an absent shrug. "So here I am. You here just because of Diana or because they ticked you off as well?"