The man saw the brown eyed boy stare, and shifted his bag silently behing his back. He glanced up back to now what he thought was this kid's father. He was smiling nervously. Why shouldnt he be? It was 95 degree weather, and himself he was wearing all black. He glared at the man. In very accented english he replied finally, "Wher...du you want to go."
Fujitaka nervously replied, "Ah, our destination was Devi's Embankment!"
The man schemed a plan in his head. "You go that way, he said pointing the other direction away from Devil's Embankment.
Fujitaka smiled, "Thank you."