[It's Rex, his gaze distant and cold as he looks out across the city, expression unreadable.]
[One hand moves to his collar, fingers looping under cords to draw out a pair of necklaces from beneath the coat. One of them, the shorter of the pair, is strung with bird feathers and beads. The other had four pendants hanging from it: a hand painted charm with kanji on it, a silver tribal-style metal pendant, a silver gear and a steampunk styled piece with wings on it. Rex simply gazes down at the lot passively for a second before suddenly tearing them away from his neck, the cords breaking.]
[He is about to toss them all off side of the building when he pauses, looking once more at the silver gear.]
Hmm, except this. I can still use it.
[The gear is dropped into a hidden pocket. The other parts are then disposed off, tossed carelessly off the roof before Rex teleports away, the feed ending soon after.]