[color=E03D3D]"Ah, Amida!"[/color] Hikari would be taken by surprise by the old man.

His hands would outreach and accept the bag with a deep and respectful bow. [color=E03D3D]"There is always those gathered and left at the shrine. A surprise they'd leave it at the ritual site instead..."[/color] An interest was obviously caught on the bag. He'd pull his attention away as to respond properly.

[color=E03D3D]"It's no problem, truly! It's my honor to keep everyone here safe. I'd almost feel a drain if I had any other role, unlike some sisters..."[/color] The last part would be more softly muttered though followed with a smile. A joke or airing what small grievances he had. [color=E03D3D]"With time the rituals will become easier I'm sure. Just wouldn't want the first one I've done before a red moon to be lacking."[/color] An almost nervous breath followed. Looking to the sunset as an escape, his attention would drift once more to the bag in his hands. A curiosity in-particular that made him fiddle with the drawstrings.