Costigan scowled again. He knew the guy was right and couldn't care less about making the face. It only worried him that Bakura had been paying enough attention to notice. If he could survive Costello, the undercover was convinced he could survive pretty much anything. But Bakura certainly wasn't going to make it easy.

"Try me." It sounded every bit the challenge it was meant to be. He was keen to ignore magic when he could, sure, but it was also becoming more apparent that he couldn't always do so. Everything else was reasonably fair game, even if it was gruesome or obscene. Costigan didn't mind those topics so much.

"I know the armor's your priority. It's mine too right now." He was surprised to realize how just sincere the sentiment was immediately after he said it. Without noticing, Costigan had made it one of the more important pieces of information to follow up on among his contacts.