Saitou lets one corner of his lips form a smirk at how both the cloaked figures were taunting each other. He had originally thought that he would be up against more worthy opponents than two people with the mental age of twelve-year-olds, but this is less interesting than he expected. Taking his cigarette out of his mouth with two fingers, he exhales slowly while listening to the man's retort to the the woman.

"Those things your pets?" He asks either of them nonchalantly, gesturing towards a nearby Nobody with his occupied hand. He has no interest in participating in their petty argument, but he is curious as to what those strange white creatures are. They might be people in costumes, but one just appeared out of thin air, so there ought to be more to it than that.

Even if the two cloaked figures are hardly interesting, Saitou figures that maybe finding out about how they summoned those things would be more worthy of his time. Fighters are getting more and more creative these days, even though he is still disappointed at how they seem to be declining in actual strength.