( it's easy for him to focus on one thing at a time, but more pointedly, he tucks that bit of information away to be focused on later--using his voice with the device? these are remarkable developments! at first, the barrage of technology in this place had felt almost overwhelming, but slowly, he's learning to work his way through it encounter by encounter. having friendly faces, who also don't mind giving him a tip or two? he feels particularly grateful.

he lets his new companion lead him inside--this arcade in particular is one that he hasn't visited yet, but he feels somewhat pleased with his previous experiences; for example, he knows now that he can't grip the glass itself and shake the crane games into submission, just as he knows that some machines are far more clever than others. still, like the other arcade, this one is full of so many glorious noises and bleeping, musical machines; there are less people here, and this time, he's not hiding from a gang trying to murder him, so: more opportunity to explore!

cheerfully, he follows after kamui, letting him pick the machine. when they finally stop, it's so that kyojuro can wind himself over kamui's shoulder to peer into the glass. for a moment, he waits, as though expecting the colorful birds to move; they do not.

he gives a hearty, bright laugh--right...near kamui's ear, whoops. )

Yes, of course! You move the grip with your hands, and the clawed hand moves accordingly inside the box! There, you must line it up carefully to claim your prize...!

( he settles back on his heels, plants his hands on his hips, and grins. )

However! I would like to see young Uehara's handiwork, first.