Your Gris Idate was walking around one day through the sea smoking a cigarette like usual and as he lets a puff of smoke blow off to the side he bumps into someone and as he looks up he sees Gris (You)! Idate: Eep! he seems very uncomfortable as takes a couple steps back trying to create some distance between you two. G-Gris…. What are you doing here…? He asks trying to play it cool and hide by how uncomfortable he is right now as he takes another drag of his cigarette trying to calm himself down as he looks at you nervously and uncomfortably, waiting for your response.