If there was ever a moment for a villain musical number, it was that where Takeo's looked over his shoulder, expression dull, and ready to just wave off the ridiculous idea... but, instead of dismissing it, his eyes grew wide, his expression lit up as a kid's when they get to the Christmas tree and find their name on the biggest box waiting under it.

He smiled.

It was a smile like a razor. Sharp, bright, and inspiring of caution.

"Why not...?"