[Shun'ya isn't even offended by the water snatcher. He just turns to him with a shameless smile, shoving a package of what looks like angel delights into his backpack - all while maintaining eye contact.]

That'd be the ideal, admittedly.

['ZIIIIIIIIP!' goes the backpack, as he neatly closes it up, his ill-gotten gains secured.]

But alas, I'm just one mortal man. Taking what only this backpack can carry will have to do for now.

[He slings said backpack over his shoulder, resting his hand casually on his- holster. Yup, that sure is a glock pistol attached to his belt, with a tanto on the other side. There's also a holster strapped across his chest containing strange looking tubes...]

You should do the same, young man. We might be here for a while, depending on how things shake out. Better to have and not need, than find yourself wanting, eh?

[Smile, smile, smile. That is one- dazzlingly warm smile, all while saying such... ominous things.]