"Usually yelling from the streets? With pots and pans?" Rokuta asks with a grin, then reaches out and takes the hand with not even the smallest of flinches. He's more used to bowing, but he's aware enough he's hardly taken aback when the hand is offered to shake.

"Enki. And if just one person who can do something or talk to someone who can listens, that's at least a start."

Beginnings are important. Though, at least things doesn't seem particularly awful here. Doesn't mean it couldn't be better, but things can always be better.