Angeal eyed the last flower one final time before pocketing it, standing up and straightening himself. "Yeah. Thanks." He replied, as toneless as ever. Well, he had somewhere to stay now, anyway. One step at a time, right?

And hopefully, he wouldn't be the only outer-worlder here. Adjusting to new situations was difficult, but he could manage.

Turning back to the blue-haired man, he asked. "You got a name? Just in case something else goes wrong."