[Rei watches the proceedings with a piercing eye, hand on his chin. The enhanced Microphone's power is clear enough in its visuals, the whipping wind and eerie peripherals more akin to the battles of home. Just the sight of it makes Rei grin; this is good, this is what his tech should be. Still, there's only one way to be sure that it works.]

Good, very good. You're a resilient kid, aren't ya? Let me take a look at you real quick.

[Rei approaches Jyushi, hand out to take the mic Jyushi had obediently brought along. He gives the boy a careful once-over, turning him around, checking his pupils and pallor; he's a little worse for wear, but within the usual parameters for a seasoned mic user. Good.

But at the question:]

Oh, I'm just here to observe. If it were me rapping, that would be one too many variables. There's no telling the difference between me and Sensei's style, right? [Sorry, Jyushi... another time.]

Hitoya. [Rei tosses the unenhanced mic to the lawyer, retreating back to his place on the sidelines.] Do that again. Same lyrics. Jyushi-kun, you'll describe the difference after that.