"Oh, no," Nigredo began as he quietly noted Sora's countenance. Best to keep his gestures to a bare minimum; he had no want in worsening another's sickness. "Nothing like that. I was more wondering if you were feeling all right." He had an idea on the why, of course, but that probably was not the most appropriate side note to divulge in.

Except, he would never find a chance. A tall, blond man (Wait, wasn't he that one person from...?) exclaimed loudly from the front of the bus to its occupants, cutting through the conversation with a grating tone and animated gestures. Nigredo paused long enough to peer around Albedo, curiosity written in his eyes, only to find himself losing interest almost instantly.

He sighed in resignation. Some people had an idiotic notion of timing.