Atsuro was pretty easy to spot. The beanie-wearing adult was at the station and looking around, waiting for Rin to arrive. The Stoutland near him let out a bark, getting his attention.

"Yeah, Cilk?"

He followed her gaze, until he see a familiar person running over. Well, more like bolting over by the rate Rin was going. He raised his hand and waved.

"Hey!"