Tokyo seemed to be full of surprises, every time he visited, he was always met with something it seemed. Now this something happened to be a little kit in a suit way to big for him, laying on the ground. He rushed over to him and dropped to his knees. “Hey, hey kid, ya alrigh’?” He asked, gently pushing him over so he was on his back.
Kid felt himself being moved and slowly blinked his eyes open, pausing a beat before tilting his head to look at the other, giving a small smile.
“Ah… yeah, I’m fine…”
Except, not completely. The pain may be starting to subside, but that wasn’t his largest of worries at the moment. He tried to push himself up, but stopped when he felt his hat completely come off his head to stay on the ground, then brought a hand to his face to notice the monocle wasn’t there. …Well, he’d almost brought a hand up, more sleeve than skin, with his suit and shirt hanging so loose on him…
…No, it’s okay, if he’s seen like this, it won’t mean anything… He’d just need to play the part…