At the sound of a flashlight clattering on the floor, Seishin turned. The beam of his own flashlight revealed a familiar face, beginning to kneel in order to pick up the discarded flashlight.

He hadn't seen the man in a while, had he? Not since the incident with the large, birdlike monsters. Thankfully the night had ended before the situation could get ouf of hand.

"Westerning-san?" he called out as he approached, "Are you alright?"