Now that he gets a good look at Yasusada, his cause for alarm grows. Like the device, his own clothing was immaculate in spite of the assertion that he had just come from a mission himself. Was it the same one then? Or had Yasusada sustained the damage in passage.

Such concerns might only evoke further alarm and for the time being he'd rather focus on good fortune at even having a companion after a day of solitary meandering. He scans the crystalline landscape surrounding them and thinks there could be hundreds, or even thousands of places for others to hide—or lose themselves—among them. Not unlike seeking out their enemies among the crowded capital.

He smiles at Yasusada, a bit strained, a bit more weary but genuine all the same. "If we're here, it stands to reason, they are as well. Why don't we look for them together." He says nothing of the likely injuries already mentioned. He doesn't need to and that too was best dealt with as it came.