Makise held in a snort of a laugh, watching Izaya move over and pick up a knife and stand there, staring at the dead fish, who stated back with large dead eyes. "Go on, I need the eyes out so I can make some food for Gure. I found a really cool recipe for dog treats made of fish eyes." "Hai.." Izaya still just stood there, staring. "Go on, they aren't going to remove themselves." "Don't rush me, Maki-chan, I'm thinking." "You seem a little nervous, Izaya~" Makise taunted her older brother.