Ah the empathy Mob feels right now as he watches the man collect himself. He nods along when Yoichi answers, yup, that sounds right. Down to people being generous and general confusion of things shifting in a weird way.

"It's really confusing," he agrees. "With all the blood magic and zombies and stuff. I came last month and it took a while to figure things out."

And he's not sure he'd say he has things figured out, but at least he's managing. That does remind him though- he pulls a thermos out of his bag and asks, "Do you like hot chocolate? You can have some." He figured he should bring something if he was going to see new people with nothing, what better than this? Maybe shoes that fit, but sh.