He practically glared at Juno at his amused statement, but gave a small nod. "Yes. Even the special stuff. Caja took it all. That costs a month's worth of fees from helping out at the Dust store." Unlike Juno, he did not look amused at all. He glanced over at the talkative AI, but copied Juno and blanked it out, waiting for the others to get there.
Samuel similarly ignored the others as they entered, mumbling quietly to himself as he fidgeted with something on his scroll. He twitched slightly at Juno's first sentence, lowering said device to look over at their team leader. He shrugged at the comment pointed at him, going back to the scroll, then having to put it down with a noise of exasperation as he was called up.
Pushing himself to his feet, Ashen Howl still attached as a bump on his back over the back-ripped hoodie, he stumbled slightly as he walked down the stairs, moving over to the arena with a lazy gait. He picked up Staccato and Encore as he went, the chain-linked blades giving a light ringing noise as he span them round, holding them by the chain just below the handle, waiting for Cerise to follow over. He may as well let off some steam. Staring at Juno for a moment, remembering the comment he made, the faunus gritted sharp teeth together, before releasing a breath. He wanted to see something more serious? Fine.
He started swaying from side to side gently, briefly moving to flick on the music again. He could do serious. Didn't like doing serious, didn't think it was exactly what Juno wanted, but focusing just hard enough to overlay the image of Caja onto Cerise?
Well. He could manage it, this time.