[Chuckling quietly as he gets his hair ruffled by Yoimiya, he listens to their opponent's boasts, whether modest or not, on this race. It doesn't matter what kind of talk it is, fighting talk is fighting talk and Tartaglia is 100% here for it. The expression on his face shifts to a cocky smirk, accepting their challenge as he turns sideways towards the front door.]

Oh ho, seems there really is a bit of a fight in the two of you. Alright, let's see if the Kamisato Arts help you against the might of a Harbinger.

[And with his cute blonde package on his back, he fully turns to lead everyone outside, what could be easily mistaken as an evil laugh given who is it is resonates out from him in anticipation of this duel race.]

Follow me. There's a little strip outside of this apartment building that's suitable for our race, haha.