"Well, that's too bad because I'm not leaving until we do," He said as he got comfortable under a tree, ironically the same one she'd climbed, "I don't chase after someone just because I feel like it. Now are you gonna come out and talk or am I gonna have to play search and destroy to find you and then talk."<br/><br/>He threw his shredded shirt away, leaving him with his school blazer which looked like someone curled up with it in mud and then took scissors or a knife to it. His pants were somewhat salvageable, though missing material below the knees. His shoes and socks were MIA, which didn't bother him as he assumed that they were really KIA. He still had his lunar amulet which hung around his neck. Anything else he may have had was tattered but salvageable. He needed some new chothes anyway so this just gave him a reason to.<br/><br/>From his backpack, which he'd manage not to leave on the roof and in the courtyard, he pulled out a small little instrument (an Ocarina from legend of zelda) and started playing it. He wasn't great at it, but he has good enough that the sounds in the forest faltered then stopped as he played. The tune he played carried within it a story. One that was near and dear to him. It was as haunting as it was beautiful for it pulled at one's feeling of loneliness and their convictions. He understood the tune better than anyone.<br/><br/>He played for a long while, changing the pitch and tone of the tune but always repeating the tune for if one paid attention, they would realized it revealed a lot about him. He took breaks from playing to clean the instrument and let his lungs recover, but he kept playing. In a way, he was playing for Leilah as she had triggered something in him that he hadn't felt before. Vaguely, he wondered was that something was but he didn't worry about it. She needed someone and he was there already. He wasn't going anywhere without her.