"Well that went …" [Crazy? Disastrous? Terrible but not as bad it could have been?] "...productively." [Flug decides, walking forward to unlock the lair's entrance for his boss. Ah, home sweet home!
Okay, so it didn't go as swimmingly as Jiro had likely hoped but in the end they secured an alliance, mostly, and all parties went home with the minimal amount of injuries and deaths. It was a start. A strange endeavour, considering their stances on morality but ultimately a smart one, Flug was proud Black Hat was smart enough to see the advantages it brought without his ego blinding him.

And it had been so good to see that old spark ignite in Black Hat again! Even if it had been unexpected, that trademark mischievous grin of his had been absent for far too long. The doctor had been getting worried.]

"Not the most skilled bunch, maybe."

[Some of their old clients were hardly the sharpest knives in the box. Flug hangs up his coat, automatically assisting Black Hat in his own domestic rituals]

"But it will be good to extend our reach a little more through them."

[Maybe now with that squared away things could return to how they were before. Those blissful two weeks prior to that awful tree growing into their lives.]

"Get back on track…"