After an anticipatory wait, your eyes catch the familiar form making its deliberate way into the café that had been your designated meeting point. He enters, a hint of apology in his demeanor.

"Hey, sorry for keeping you waiting" he utters, his fingers nervously ruffling the back of his own hair, with a touch of unease today.

"Truth is, I've got a bit of unexpected company in tow," he admits in sotto voice, and a small head peeks from behind him. "Meet my younger sister, Zenko" he introduces.