[This nonsense certainly escalated to slap-stick degrees. As the other readies for a full downward swing of burgled goods, Gintoki releases the others ankle and quickly scrambles to the side. The albino pulls himself to stand before quickly going to this guy's side and...

tries to put his arm around Osomatsu's shoulders? In an instant, he's attempting the recovery he had wanted to abandon just seconds beforehand. This way seemed like less effort than... actually hauling ass on this guy.]

Oi, oi, oi. Hold up! Take a breath. A breather! Look, we can be pals. We can make up for this little uh.... [He vaguely motions to the blood on his face.] Y'know. How about that? Kinda like an offer you can't refuse...