Daigo looks like who he is: a yakuza chairman. He sits with Sumire and watches the others pensively. He is familiar with a problem child making sudden power grabs, deciding they know better, that they and theirs are the only ones they can protect.
"How likely is she to quietly accept some new territory and back down?" His voice soft, eyes on Colombia. He asks this with a tone that suggests he knows the answer is 'not very'. "And is her next in command more amiable."
He fiddles with an unlit cigarette in his fingers.
Compared to the other members of the Crimson Way, Sumire carries herself with a more dignified poise. In that sense, she comes off more like an elegant empress than a crime lord in a seedy underworld, favoring more tasteful decor and hot teas over hard liquor. She wishes to remain sharp.
"I have known Colombia for a very long time. She knows a losing battle when it comes knocking." Spoken like someone who has seen what such failure looks like firsthand, she nods at a sodalite gem sitting adjacent to Colombia, younger looking with fewer body modifications compared to the rest of the heads. "As for her next in command... Pen and I will ensure that her successor in the interim will be properly educated in how things are going to work around here from now on."
What that education entails, surely someone like Daigo can guess. It's clear that both the Lotus and Blue Sun Families intend to make an example out of her.
He nods. He understands perfectly well and he leaves Colombia's fate with them. Instead, he considers the future.
"I might offer them some downstream business, contingent upon supply that I provide them," he murmurs. "Let their people line their pockets, but at my say so."
Tie together your fortunes and it makes war so much less appealing. Of course he understands that the ambitious will look for a way out from under that yolk, but that's another bridge for another time.
"Better money may take the edge off of their anger towards the gembonded as well."
He has to speak up for his people. They have no power here and those who think to get their hands on some are sorely misguided in his opinion. He doesn't want a gembonded mafia. Otherwise, he might have been the one to create it.
He looks to Sumire directly. She's smart enough to understand: why he's here, why he involves himself.
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