[color=808080]"Wait. You [i]what[/i] now?"[/color]

	When the words [I]"I thought that you were a burglar"[/i] come out of Fuyuko's mouth, the tone of the room instantly changes, going from slightly awkward to almost relaxed in just a few seconds. Ji is, at first, unable to believe it, but quickly a large, delighted grin shows on his face. Wait, no kidding? This is a real thing? She thought he was--[I]him?[/I] He's 5'4! He can't reach most people's chins, let alone beat them up and steal their money. He doesn't even have a knife... well, not unless his pinky-sized pocketknife counts. He can't help but laugh, just a tiny bit, before nodding and turning solemn again. Fuyuko's bowing at his feet, after all, and we can't have [I]that.[/I] She probably feels downright guilty; she seems like the type.

	[color=808080]"Don't worry about it,"[/color] Ji tells her, a smile yet again on his face. [color=808080]"I, um, don't take offense to being called a... [i]burglar[/i]."[/color] [I]Heheh.[/I] He quickly swallows a laugh and coughs instead. [color=808080]"[I]Ahem.[/I] I'm not gonna steal your stuff, not like I could sell it anywhere, we're pretty much trapped here."[/color] Wait! That sort of comment could be misinterpreted to seem like Ji knows how to sell stolen stuff! [color=808080]"N-not like I'm a thief! I may be broke, but I'm not a criminal! And please, don't feel like you have to bow to some drifter like me..."[/color] She's uptight, then. And definitely a scaredy-cat, no matter what she says. He almost feels bad for laughing. [I]Almost.[/I] [i]A burglar?[/i] Seriously!

	[color=808080]"And sure. Consider it forgotten,"[/color] Ji says, feeling himself relax a little as the tense atmosphere fades. All things considered... they might get along well. [color=808080]"And it's nice to meet you. [i]Fuyuko.[/i]"[/color] He tries to pronounce the name as softly as possible, not sure if she'll jump again, and rush to answer him. It's a pretty name; next to Ji's self-styled nickname/given name/name-he-gave-himself-because-certain-things-happened, it feels particularly fancy. And Japanese. Photography is nice profession, too, if not one that pays [i]super[/i] well; since she's just looking out for herself, it's probably just enough. He's not extremely sold on the idea of becoming a model, mostly because he thinks he doesn't look the part. [i]Short[/i] and [i]messy[/i] are not adjectives usually used to describe models. 

	At the mention of money, though, Ji's ears perk up; he grins. Finally, something he knows about!  

	[color=808080]"Money, huh? You're talking my language now,"[/color] he says, leaning forward to show he's interested. She probably did that on purpose, out of some sort of guilt, but Ji is frankly too broke to care. [color=808080]"If it's a model you want, it's a model you've got. But, uh."[/color] His grin drops, revealing a more shy, guilty face in its place. Never mind, how could he take advantage of such a cute girl like that? That would stain his conscience forever. [color=808080]"Don't feel obliged to pay me [i]too much,[/i] you know? I can... I [i]have[/i] survived on a few bucks before."[/color]