A familiar face is always a welcome sight, especially in a hellscape such as this. Wangji half smiles at Taiki, this is a long way from when they were playing ping pong together.

“Thank you. Their name is Sammy, I could not identify more.”
The child in question is fairly young and seemingly asleep, a bandage wrapped around their head and visible scuff marks all over.

“I have been told to take them to be evacuated, do you know where that is?”