He looked up at the man, trying to come up with a believable explanation as to why he would be sitting in the middle of the sidewalk covered in blood, but he came up with nothing. Not much would really be able to explain this. He still attempted, albeit not being incredibly believable. He wasn't exactly the best liar.<br/><br/>"Some guy covered in blood attacked me. He tackled me to the ground, but I managed to get away."<br/><br/>He stood up, nearly stumbling. He had overexerted himself a little bit there, summoning the labyrinth so fast. He looked up at the man, who seemed a little... off. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about him he didn't find completely normal. He wasn't sure whether or not to accept his offer of help, and just kind of stood there for a second before responding.<br/><br/>"Um, sure..."