[he's a little lost and a lot confused. he keeps pausing to look around without much hope for anything he might recognize, but he can't even read the writing on the signs... when he catches sight of Cross for probably the third time his face settles into familiar irritable lines]
You have a problem or something? I got something on my face? [slfkjslgkj he does but shut up] [on the bright side, he doesn't sound like Mana at all!]