Xin looked at Nick.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Sure, bring along the guitar if you want to."</span>He looked over towards the soccer field, watching the game with feigned interest. Hearing about Butch, Xin is silent for a while.<span style="color: #0080FF">"That'd only get you into even deeper trouble. If you want, though, I can nudge Butch and see if I can't make him stop. Maybe I can get some leverage on him by helping him with his mathematics or teaching him some impressive-looking but useless kung-fu moves."</span>He chuckled a bit, then saw the football kicked by James head towards him and Nick. He bounded up, kicked the ball into his own hands, waved at James, then threw the ball over with a skilful overhand goalie's throw.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Catch, <span style="font-style: italic">tung hok</span>!"</span>Immediately thereafter, Alley came by. Xin turned, smiled at the girl, and gave her a sort of bow that seemed both formal and very casual at the same time.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Hello, Alley. I am Xin, though people around here call me Digits."</span>