[He's actually not too thrilled to be there, so he sits down heavily next to someone that he hasn't even looked at yet really, nor has seen the weapon propped up between them. Maybe this'll calm his nerves, at least he's hoping. Ferris wheels are supposed to be relaxing. At the prompt, he looks at the ID. He can read it, but he can also safely say he's not seen this person (yet).]

Yeah, if I see him I'll yell or someth- [Oh hi katana and scary looking girl????]

You know, that sword isn't exactly gunna make anyone want to just come up to you and tell you where someone is.