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Ehren looked at him blankly only smirking lightly at the idea he would torture people. He wasn't after all working for the military anymore. The idea of himself being killed also didn't seem to phase him though he did not let it show as he straighten his own face out.

"I think I can manage a signature." Ehren joked as he pulled out an antique feather pen from within his coat. He pricked the end of the pen on his own finger waiting for the pen to draw enough blood from the small wound as he signed his name down in blood on the sheet of paper. He finished with an elegant cross of the T before handing it back over to Isamu.

The tiny pen was placed back into the folds of the coat as he looked over at Isamu.