Rider
Rider gradually perked-up as she approached the bike stand. After all, as unfortunate as it was that Tony had turned out to be such an idiot, and that the Sakura-like girl had seemingly rejected her, she knew that, no matter what, she would be returning to a master who genuinely cared for her, and who she cared for more than anything. The bike she had purchased at such a high cost was proof of that.
Collecting the bike, Rider began to walk back at a leisurely pace, wheeling the bike alongside her, hoping to give the girl some time to recover and be ready to talk to her again. The girl seemed nice, after all, and very vulnerable. Rider didn't want to leave her alone in this strange city without anyone to help her. However, as the girl came into sight, Rider noticed two other people approach her, one of them floating. It was obvious they were not human, and Rider was very worried about what they might want. Speeding up without even taking the time to mount the bike, she rapidly approached the girl, noticing the floating blue-haired woman form a chair out of her scarf, presumably some kind of magical item.
Now, she was very worried, and she sped up her approach, their conversation difficult to pick up due to the high speed of her approach, the bike still being wheeled along beside her. Soon, she arrived at the grouping, hearing the man finish speaking as she did.
Is that...? Rider thought, the voice sounding somewhat familiar.
But, yet, despite the familiarity, she was still somewhat concerned. What were these people doing, and was Oka OK with them?
"Oka, are you feeling better now?" Rider asked, clearly concerned. "Are these people troubling you?"