[Somewhere in the middle of all those punk kids and their accusations of Souji suddenly Cinderella-morphing into a beggar or being an irresponsible adult, he'll be hearing yet another familiar voice! This one coming from behind, a light and airy--]

A beggar, huh? That's no good, there's no way you'll make friends if you're a gross weird beggar.

[--Before there's a slight weight against him, like someone's sat down behind him back to back.

Which is exactly what's happened, because Kashuu's been looking for Souji for a while now and he already knows what the three-day absence and the error message on the phone mean. He already knows why Souji looks like he's so out of it. (He assumes the blood is leftover from whatever ended his life in the first place too, because he's not a dang moron who skirts the streets at ass o'clock and missed the bar fight...)

That said, there's no demand in his presence, no unspoken questions or urgency to get Souji home. He's just here to sit and be a support. One of the kids tugs at Souji's sleeve to try getting him to stand up and play though, and Kashuu maturely sticks his tongue out at the punk and shoos a him from his new spot.]

Hey, hey - it's my turn to talk to Souji. Besides! If you talk to him while he's a beggar, you're gonna become one too, don't you know?