Kit bobs his head to the rōnin as he leaves, then grins as wind stirs around him. "[color=edba43]See ya in a bit![/color]" he calls as Kosa rapidly disappears. His smile drops a little, becoming unreadable as he watches him run off happily. He turns to the fancy girl at her question, demeanor shifting back to aloof at the unfamiliar face. [color=edba43][i]Definitely some rich kid who actually gives a shit about posture and manners and whatnot.[/i][/color] "[color=edba43]What's it to you?[/color]" he retorts, then pauses, seeming contrite at the sharp tone before settling back into uncaring. He gestures for her to follow and begins ambling towards the temple for the unclaimed. His gaze lands on the waterfront, where a handful of boats keeps drawing his attention. During the tour, he'd seen a couple others adrift in various spots, but they'd never gotten close enough. Making a beeline towards the larger group of them, he tilts his head to beckon the fancy girl along.