"If that's the case, you need to learn to ride along with the storm and not let it overwhelm you. You crest with each wave, you move with each blow of wind, you endure. Then you'll find some success." Yes, this kid was interesting enough and that dragon was dangerous enough that he definitely wanted to engage again.

The shotguns sat unmoving for a time before dissolving into black smoke that curled and wisped to come back to his legs, seemingly absorbed. "Boy, that's been the last four decades of my life. You learn to love the adrenaline that comes from near death experiences."

He turned away from Ryu and waved a dismissive hand as he walked away. "I'll come visit again. Learn to endure the storm."