[ eat shit, ragna, keigo's a beacon of knowledge.

ok not really.

anyway, with the excitement about the literal firewall out of the way, keigo shuffled on over to their little table of riddles. reading over it sorta made his eyes cross, but he tried his best to parse it.

though it looked like akira was a step ahead of him in that regard. ]

Colors, huh... so... If it's somethin' that'll make fire...

[ time to look over akira's shoulder. sorry for getting in your personal space, bruh. ]