The irony just flows from the turtle, like Bakura had said. My Little Asti: Irony is Magic.

Gene snorts a little. "That's likely." He knows gangs, and knows that they're roaches, to a man. Even if Yunxu fell, the kedan he commanded would flock to the next best thing, once they'd scattered like the aforementioned roaches.

"And it's something to do, anyway, once construction's properly complete. I get a little antsy when I'm bored."

Understatement, Gene.