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Hikai found Kanshin's spacing out to be a bit concerning too, at first. Then he remembered how he got when looking at fire that wasn't his own. He wondered if seeing the flame was like food for her too. Dancing... taunting food. Just as he begins to allow his mind to ponder over the idea that Kanshin might eat fire, she calls his name. He was a bit taken aback by her calling him Hikai-kun. He'd never been called in such a, well, cute way before. He didn't like it. but, like all things with him, he'd get used to it. Listening more, he gets a harsh reminder that he'd failed the exams... yet again. Each time it was an odd turn that knocked him out of the running. The first time he had given his slot away, if he remembered right. And this this second time, there weren't enough spaces, Odori was too eager, and he wasn't about to leave that mountain until Grimace did. Without thinking, he shakes the thought of Grimace from his mind. He kept winding up thinking about Grimace rather than saying the others or something along those lines.

Eventually, which is more like a few seconds after Kanshin finishes speaking, Hikai gets a grip. If Kanshin was offering, he didn't feel like saying no was going to sit well with his conscience. He begins strolling over to the females slowly--crushing the flame in his hand to easily kill it as he approaches--when he finally took notice of another person, besides Kikyo or Kikyo-sempai as Kanshin called her, he didn't know. The dragon halts in his approach until the man has the chance to provide his name. Hikai could sense some form of easygoingness from Saden and it reminded him of a member or two of his organization. He felt more at ease and began to advance again. He stops before Kanshin, looks at her, and then looks at Kikyo. "My name's Hikai... Watari, Hikai. I took part in this past Chuunin exam with Kanshin." Hikai shifts his Sharingan eyes in their sockets to fall upon Saden before speaking to him, "I remember seeing you also. Congratulations, by the way."

Hikai allows his gaze to fall upon Kanshin again before speaking to the group. "If none of you would mind, I'd like to join you. I have nothing better to do, really." The last part Hikai sort of muttered. He wasn't sure if they'd take offense to that or not. He had nothing to do and wasn't saying what he said to insinuate that joining this wasn't something enjoyable.

Hikai listens to Kikyo a moment before feeling the urge to blurt out that he wasn't concerned. Despite that urge, he keeps quiet. Hikai could tell this woman's personality and she'd be pissed to high hell if he blurted that out. She didn't seem like the type for lies. Hikai did care, like any good hearted person would, so if he said otherwise then he was lying. "Take advantage?" Hikai muses to himself silently as Kanshin chimes in. He keeps hearing the mention of Kanshin and her sight and begins to wonder just what they were talking about; the whole back-story of what they were talking about, to be more specific. At the mention of her face paints, Hikai examines them carefully with his eyes. He uses his eyes to slow Kanshin's movements down in his mind so that he can view her paintings before anything were to interrupt. He then stops using his doujutsu and looks away from the girl when she turns her attention to Saden. "I have no intentions of taking advantage of Kanshin. I just feel, as manipulators of heat and flame, we should get to know each other. It's not many people like her and I that I've met."

Hikai senses someone arriving in the area but ignored it. There were far too many people around for him just to rely on that. But when the man fully 'arrives', Hikai decides to trust in his senses. His eyesight seems to widen, him taking full advantage of his peripherals, as the males form slowly approaches. Something about that man wasn't right. Something about him screamed familiarity as well as stranger. Hikai attempts to shift his full vision onto the stranger as he seems to comment about someone's eyes. Hikai wondered whose he could be commenting. His? Just when Hikai turns away so this man couldn't look at his eyes anymore, oddly giving him the feel that he's looking at something more, the dragon's nostrils flare up. Just like when he sniffed the air before to take in Kanshin's heated aroma, Hikai subconsciously sniffs the scent coming off of this man, Hido. The scent was familiar to him, not to mention the man's appearance. He'd never met Hido himself but had heard of a male fitting his description attacking his comrades.

Even despite the large power difference, a fang protrudes from Hikai's mouth and he begins to turn around to confront the man who would no longer be concealed from sight entirely. Just before he turns completely around, the anger deflates out of him like air out of a bag. There are a ton of people who fit that description. He'd feel really stupid if he said something and was wrong. He'd feel even dumber if he said something to the man and was right in his assumptions, but couldn't do a thing about it. Not to mention, he seemed to be something special to Kanshin who was the only person keeping in there, in all honesty. He didn't know anyone else. So, even though every fiber of his being felt the instinct to lash out at the man, he would control himself. He was no animal. "Yeah... it was nice meetin' you too..."

Hikai finally mumbles after Kekkaishi had already long gone. he'd been absorbed in thought, yet again, and hadn't had the chance to respond until now. Hikai turns his head to the waiter that arrived and decided to have a seat on the end of the seats and scoots farther into the booth. "I was under the impression that people didn't have to pay for food at restaurants. I don't," Hikai says lowly before glancing at the waiter. "I'd like a metal plate or pan to be heated as hot as you can get it and a small flame on the side on a bed of straw. Can you manage that?" Hikai continues on to say, tilting his head up to look at the waiter. The teen, both hands under the table, begins to scrape lightly at the underside of the table; the noise barely able to be heard. Hikai doesn't check to see the expression of the waiter or anyone else, at his request. He just lowers his gaze to the spot on the top of the table where he is clawing away at the tables underside.