Yuna was torn between being concerned and a bubble of laughter at such a response. Tilting her head, she finally gave into the second before she looked him over. He certainly seemed to be alright, but it was hard to tell with him covered head to toe in red and blue material. She wondered, was this some kind of Red Oak winter fashion she had yet to encounter?
"Do you make it a habit to fall from the sky or is this your first time?" It was an unbelievable trick, she had to admit. Not one she had encountered since becoming a part of the city's lost citizens. Was it magic? She had seen magic before, but usually it consisted of someone being healed or an attack against a fiend of her Spira.