He was leaning back in a chair, his feet on a table and his hat over his face. Kaze is a cowboy, and he had just stopped by to rest for a bit.

As he was resting, he heard a voice call out to him.

“Huh..” He took his hat off of his face and looked at the source of the voice. Then, he saw you.

“Whadd’ya want, kid?” He questioned, his slight accent seeping through.