Bigby raises his eyebrow when Souji approaches. He knows him in passing but he knows his uncle far better. Still, it's a bit amusing to be chummy with the nephew of the guy who was constantly on your case so Bigby just shrugs, leaning against the nearest wall.

"Not really," he admits. "Doubt anyone wants ashes in their riceballs. Besides, I don't do class together time. Not my kind of gig."