There was a quietness to the day that had the young man unsettled. He was restless, eager to do something -anything would do- but found he was at a loss to do anything but train. It was getting later. The air cooling as the sun was long past it's peak in the sky and started it's easy decent on the other side. How long had he been out here walking now? Minutes? Hours? He could have sworn it was still early in the afternoon when he had set off in search of a quiet, deserted place to practice his coordination with the Eizo. Rinao raised a slender hand to rub at his dark eyes, wiping away the dazed feeling that aimlessly wandering for so long had seemed to give him. Where was he even at now? With a sigh, he let his hand drop to the bark of a nearby tree as he glanced around.

Distantly, there was the sounds of water and...something else. Talking? No, it was higher, more musical. Singing? Who the hell was singing out here? His mouth quirked down at the corner as he moved forward quietly. Following the sound of what he presumed to be a child's voice, sounding almost sad. He didn't want to let it get to him too much, but something about the tone tugged at him. Damn his apparent weakness to sweet sounds. By the time he had breached the clearing, sweeping his gaze across the shore, Rinao was fully irritated and ready to chew out whoever was making the racket that drew him from his search. What he hadn't expected was to find a little boy, and hear him say those sad words out loud.

The young man pursed his lips slightly, brushing pieces of his dark bangs back from his face as he moved quietly closer. His arms crossed over his chest. He was NOT going to be the sympathetic guy today, but maybe he could convince the kid to go home. It wasn't really safe out here after dark. His chin was slightly tilted up, a small gesture that looked almost proudly arrogant, as he stepped up close and nudged the boy with his foot urgently like he was afraid to touch him. Mostly, he was just afraid to get closer least the words actually start to mean something to him. "You should go home, kid." For all of his height and age, Rinao's voice wasn't very deep. It was almost soft, low, but it kept up with his effeminate features just fine to not instantly break the illusion. "I'm sure there's someone who cares you're out here alone. At night. In the dark." He pushed emphasis on the last word, hoping to make it stick that he shouldn't be out here. Neither should Rinao either, for that matter.

It hadn't been his intention at first to imply he honestly did care what happened to the boy, but hearing the way the kid said it made him wonder if he should just let him believe it and keep his mouth shut . Yeah, let's go with keeping quiet about that. With a slight huff of a sigh through his nose in frustration, he watched the boy throw a rock. The sharp click of it hitting another rock managed to sound louder than it had any right to be, and he winced slightly. Maybe he was being a little paranoid, but he didn't even know this kid either. For all he knew he could be talking to the world's youngest serial killer. That thought didn't do much to make him more comfortable with the fact he was out here himself right now. It would probably be smart to take his own advice and head back to the village soon.

Rinao wasn't feeling very reassured by the boy's reassurances, that was for sure. Okay in the dark...what did that even really mean? His mouth pulled down at the corner in a deeper frown. With the warning he had looked down, and sure enough angry sand crabs were slowly making their way toward him. Clacking their claws in irritation with a look he deemed highly malicious in their beady black eyes. Lovely. He liked animals, and nature as a while honestly, but not when it wanted to terrorize him. The young man nudged one hard enough to send it a few feet back before it could close it's claws on his shoe. All the others were still a little farther away. He needed to move, or they would start tearing up his nice sandals.

Shoes? His midnight colored eyes flickered to them, and with a sigh he decided he might as well help him out. Though he wondered why he was humoring him to begin with. It might have been because he both needed a break from his wandering, and wanted the refreshing change of some sort of conversation. He usually just kept to himself unless he had a reason to speak up. Rolling his eyes, he hopped lazily over the thickened group of crabs and simply started picking through them. His pony tail swinging back and forth as he went, balancing his weight forward until he came close enough to snatch up the shoes. He was halfway back when one of the crabs managed to pinch his ankle and he yelped a little indignantly. Leaping up on to a much smaller rock that at least got him out of reach of the crabs. With an irritated expression, he offered the shoes up. "Don't you dare laugh." He warned.

The little boy took his shoes with out so much as a smile, which happened to peeve him a bit. All that trouble and he couldn't even spare a simple sign of appreciation? Not so much as a mumbled thank you. What an ungrateful little brat he was. Honestly, that should have been the point where he turned and left the kid to his own devices. Instead he stood there and watched him put on his shoes. Not so much hovering as just...being there. His dark eyes flicking across the water and back the way he had come a few times while he waited. For what? Words when they finally came, but they were not the ones he wanted to hear of gratitude. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember ever seeing him before either. Then again he hadn't been a part of this village for very long, so this fact wasn't a very surprising one. He kept that to himself however.

"Call you by your clan?" That seemed a little like it took individuality away to him. Rinao himself had never put much stock in to his clan's name. It defined one of his abilities, and that was all he cared about. That was the only good his clan had ever done in his book. He couldn't say he enjoyed being called weird by this pipsqueak, and it made him aggravated enough at first to not even bother to give his own name. Then Yuzu was getting off the rock, and spared a moment to say that Rinao was tall. Well, gee, yeah. That was a bit obvious compared to this tiny kid, but he was by no means that tall. Mostly he just looked that way because of how slender he was. The boy suddenly starting jogging away after having indicated for him to follow. With a frustrated huff of air through his nose, he decided he might as well.

At least the boy was moving along now. With his long strides, he easily caught up to the kid and adjusted his pace along side him. "What are you doing out here anyway? Not really the best place to build sand castles."