Shaxx maybe can't keep it off his face but Daigo can with quiet, practiced ease. He just checks his watch on the inside of his wrist, shaking loose his pack of cigarettes at the same time. Technically, he can leave whenever he feels like it, he owns the place, but he wouldn't mind being given some time to finish up what he was doing.

"Do you want me to meet you somewhere?"

He's also used to this kind of request being put to him. He used to have an inordinately fancy Western-style office he could invite people into to talk at the end of the day. He got shot in there one time when a former captain's twin brother used the resemblance to barge in. That's the one under the amethyst. The CIA really were a pain in the ass that go around.

He brings both hands up to cup around the end of his cigarette while he lights it before flicking his eyes back over to Shaxx attentive for the answer.