Naoki & Nebula
Turning his dark eyes away from the pairs beginning to spar, Naoki looked toward Nebula. Before his time in the Vortex World, her vibrant flesh embedded with metal and her piercing black eyes would've given him a start. Not anymore, though. Instead he just dipped his head in a brief but reflexive bow to the unfamiliar woman. Whatever she was, demon or cyborg or something he didn't even know the word for, it made no difference to him.
"...Naoki Kashima," he responded, "It's nice to meet you." These words, memorized right out of a textbook back in middle school, were easy and almost as reflexive as the bow. But the question was harder and his words came out more slowly and more hindered by his accent when he answered. "I am...stronger, faster, tougher. Than normal. I can control fire and energy. That is all right now." Seemingly satisfied with this, he nodded to himself before adding, "What are...your skills?"