At the mention of Kosa's nationality, Kit bristles defensively. "[color=EDBA43]What does it matter where he's 'native' to? He fits in just as well as you or me.[/color]" He pauses, scoffs, and amends. "[color=EDBA43]Better than me, that's for sure, but that's not hard.[/color]" As Kosa comes crashing down and pops out of the flowers, Kit smiles softly. Speak of the devil. The smile drops when Tsu brushes the lilies out of Kosa's hair, and Kit loops his thumbs through his belt loops. [color=EDBA43][i]That's fine too. Whatever[/i][/color]. He toes one of the fallen flowers.

"Hey, man. Found your cabinmates?" He looks up excitedly, remembering why they'd been heading in that direction. "Wanna go check out these riverboats with us?"