[Seiji feels the presence near him, familiar. Had it been Ryo, he would have spoken. Touma would have stretched himself out on the ground. But there isn't so much shifting around him and nothing is said. If the person wishes to be left alone, he will not intrude upon them.
Instead he continues to focus inward, trying to reconnect with the power of the armor sleeping in him. It's difficult, frustrating, but he will persevere. He can feel it, but it's so far away.
And the glowing he does every now and again is like the wax and waning of the moon.]