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The woman grimaced. "Gah, this is pointless. Keep your trinkets then, brat." She reached into her pouch and tossed the compass and eyeglass to Seiji. The boy scrambled to catch them, snatching the eyglass from the air before promptly pricking his finger on the compass as he caught it, yelping. "Oww." he mumbled, sucking on the pricked finger briefly.

The bandit leader turned with a wrinkling of her nose and stalked away towards the treeline. "Someone stop Chen bleeding out on us, please." she instructed her companions as one of them clutched his wrist where Kinaro had slashed it.

"And don't come back, bastards!" Seiji yelled after them, bouncing on his tip-toes and sticking his tongue out at the retreating group.

He shoved his belongings back in his bag before turning to Kinaro and Junwei. "Aii, thank you strangers!" he exclaimed cheerfuly, "Obviously I had everything under control either way, but the help was very much appreciated!" His rapid speed of speech, and the fact that he was speaking Losenyu, meant that it was quite likely Kinaro wouldn't catch the entirety of what he was saying - something he was evidently oblivious of.

He half-bounded, half-skipped his way over to where Junwei was standing, bowing deeply with a flick of his hair, before turning back to do the same to Kinaro. "My name is Seiji Watanabe! You can just call me Seiji, though. I was on my way to Naseni Forest for the Festival of Spirits, when those bastards came out of nowhere!" The boy rubbed his hair beneath his hat. "So, what should I call my saviours?" he asked with a grin.