Hakkai. [He runs a hand through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes, and sighs. He'd harbored a faint hope that their target would stumble through the broken railing. Perhaps he'll have learned his lesson, but Hakkai doesn't trust that anyone who thinks it's his job to murder the 'trash' of the world will stop so easily.

It's not an easy mindset to shake.

Well, they'll find him again if he starts up again, no doubt.]

It's a pleasure to meet you. Er, shouldn't we do something with that necklace before another passersby has an accident?

[It's broken, but would that stop the curse? Hakkai has no idea, but with the crowd around them of people staring at the broken railing and murmuring, it wouldn't take much magic to cause a problem.]