Homura's Commander

"Once again, its called fashion, look it up, loser." 

"Pft, yeah, and the last time I look fashion up, it was for girls."

   "Hey man, there’s nothing wrong with flower crowns." 

"They're fucking girly, bro. Just like you."

Rolling back his shoulders, he gave a sigh. “Son?” He muttered, looking up from the portable game console at last. He stared at the other for a minute, observing anything notable — as he often does when meeting someone new. After a moment, he ran a hand through his red hair and smirked a little. Obviously, this guy had a temper and it was pretty amusing for his sense of humor. “Relax. I wouldn’t have bumped into you if you were watching were you were walking, am I right?”

"Hm...Oh, well..." Yata stumbled on his words a bit, for the other had a pretty valid point. Both of them would've avoided confrontation if they were both looking where they were going. "Tch..." Averting his eyes, the brunette let out a small sigh, and then went onto avoiding the topic of conversation. When Yata let his eyes travel back, he noticed that the other was holding a gaming console in his hands, which immediately caught the boarder's attention. "Hey...Do you play video games, by any chance?"

Yata was a bit taken aback when the young child started to hug and kiss him. The two had just met, and she was already warming up to him. "...Thanks..." Yata felt a little flushed as he watched some people looking at him and the girl, but he tried to focus on a way to finding her guardian. It was going to be a hell of a process, especially since all she had on her was the clothes on her back. Yata closed his eyes for a second and placed his elbows on the counter, letting his head rest on the backside of his palms. "Um...Do...You...Have...Name? My...Name...Is...Yata..." The brunette stretched out his words in hope that the young girl would get the gist of what he was saying.