These people were pretty bothersome with the complaining and being prejudice, but he doubted they’d be here for all that long if they were truly so concerned about everything that wasn’t their Machina. They probably didn’t know who they were and were just pleased with the fact that they were getting it fixed, if it could be properly fixed. Whether there was more internal damage or not wasn’t something he could see, he didn’t know how long they had been using it to fight so there could be more damage than there was before now making the Machina fairly useless. It was really annoying, but luckily they were back which meant relaxing a bit before he had to go out there again. They had all been busy these last few days so rest was always a good thing, even if it was still early. He was pretty hungry after using so much magic at one time, it would be good to get some food too then.

Turning to head towards the house he simply ignored Nymira, not paying her much attention compared to anyone else until she stopped and stared at him. Already he immediately disliked that, he didn’t even know how to deal with that other than try to walk away; however, she soon spoke to him about personal stuff. He knew it was going to come down to this eventually, she probably didn’t come across other Dimurans and he did stick out like a sore thumb even if he did cover up. Sighing lightly he looked to her, not really knowing what her need to know was about before he frowned at her name. He didn’t think that she was going to be here and in front of him no less. This was most displeasing and something he felt rather uncomfortable with, giving his partner a quick look as if asking for assistance; unfortunately, she was away and busy already.

“Hm, Hákon…great”, he muttered before sighing again, looking back down to her. “Fine. I’m Kensen…just Kensen. I don’t come from any clan, at least not anymore. In fact, it was your clan I did call home for a while…but your father kicked me out. It wasn’t that long ago, maybe five…six years ago…I don’t blame you for not remembering me, though. I’m not important”. It was hardly going to be something that someone like Nymira would care about, seeing as how she was rich and going to inherit a big clan like that.