Luck was on their side today. One job done, without a hitch save for stumbling in the air and well, nearly slamming herself to the ground. Makiko the [i]Dear Leader[/i] went running to the tennin, briefing her a bit more about Sayuri's parents' whereabouts, but possibly with a bit of concern about Suzuka's freefall judging by how fast the girl had run to her. 

Sayuri, meanwhile, was doing what Imaginary District kids were best at doing the most: being cute. Normally, Suzuka wouldn't bother with them aside from giving one simple headpat, but today was a fine day to give five second long headrubs like Sayuri-chan was a lost puppy.

"Stay safe, alright?", said the tennin to the child. "Even you can get hurt while flying." 

Cue teddy bear kaiju rising in the middle of the markets. A few people began flailing whatever they had on hand-- weapons, powers, food-- towards the stuffed monster, while others hurried away. Whether their attacks had any effect, Suzuka was yet to see.

The tennin locked eyes with Makiko, hand on hip.

"Okay, hm. What do we do with that?"