[Jack seems completely unsympathetic toward Hajime's plight, as he doesn't offer any words of comfort or encouragement as the ground falls away, leaving them suspended on thin rods.]
Yeah, a game. Basketball, two-on-two, ten minutes on the clock.
[He rummages around in his coat, then pulls out a piece of black cloth, which he then unceremoniously tosses over Hajime's head.]
I'm already wearing the Jetbootsu so you get the Shroud of Shadows. It'll make you invisible if you just...
[How does he even explain this? He's never had to before!]
You just... sort of say the name and... [He flaps his hand.] ...wave it...
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Yeah, a game. Basketball, two-on-two, ten minutes on the clock.
[He rummages around in his coat, then pulls out a piece of black cloth, which he then unceremoniously tosses over Hajime's head.]
I'm already wearing the Jetbootsu so you get the Shroud of Shadows. It'll make you invisible if you just...
[How does he even explain this? He's never had to before!]
You just... sort of say the name and... [He flaps his hand.] ...wave it...
[This sounds stupid.]
It'll come instinctively! Just trust me.