Leviathan snorted and gave Hye-yun a wicked look. Oh, he had a vocabulary alright. It came from an old brother and R-rated movies. However, the lobster-boy was fairly certain using such colorful language would get him forcibly removed from the library. Though, that wouldn't be too bad. He was getting pretty bored here, anyways.

Leviathan tapped a few keys and saved his program to his USB drive before plucking the little black tool and sticking in his pocket. The boy stood, paused in thought, and decided against facing the older female. She wasn't worth his time, anyways. "I'm going home," he said to no one in particular. The boy pushed his chair in and strode out.

A finisher Leviathan Dagon-Hazard was. One way or another, the boy was a finisher.