At least they're small. Way easier to pin down than something ten feet tall.

[There's a wry tone in his voice, and a crooked smile on his face, but the smile is just a little distant, and it's really very hard to tell if he's joking. He catches the ring, dropping the broom to a one-handed waki stance at his side.]

I'm Souji. I went out looking for clothes... this isn't the kind of trouble I expected to find in this place.

[And yet, he'd still grabbed a broom off a janitor's cart somewhere.]