"Excuse me young lady." Almost as if from nowhere, perhaps because her attentions where elsewhere, she hadn't seen him coming, a large and bulky man was leaning downward toward the cloaked Kassy. He spoke again this time with a thick hand placed upon her shoulder, 

"I'm looking for some grub, I haven't eaten for quite a while today." It was dreadfully obvious that he was non-native to Japan, his accent was broken yet the important parts were still understandable. The large man's eyes were shut and the expressionite smile upon his face gleaned a sense of warmness and safety. The man chuckled a bit as the young woman met his gaze, 

"There are far too many lingering scents for me to get a bead on the delicious morsels that I know I smell." As Kristof opened his eyes to glance at the woman before him they grew wider, and with a slight shudder he spoke 

"You, you remind me of someone." pondering to himself that if there are any gods in this world, they are far too cruel. But with a rumble in his stomach Kristof continued his line of inquiry, hoping not to stir any discontent in the fact that he might be acting rude by continuing on about things that the stranger in front of him did not understand or knew of.