Keman hadn't really been expecting to get an answer out of Kurogane. From his past experience with the man, he didn't exactly seem like the "talkative" sort. Far from it, actually. Not for the first time, the dragon wished that the Institute hadn't stripped him of his psychic powers. He felt oddly...deaf, not being able to hear thoughts.

Well, no use crying over shed skin.

Even more unexpected was the girl's reaction to his arrival. He didn't think he was ninja enough that good at sneaking to surprise someone quite that much, especially with the crutches.

Alarmed, he rushed over to her as fast as he could on his injured leg and held out a hand to get her back on her feet.

"Are...are you all right?"