It couldn't be possible.

And yet, Jaeha had heard it with his very own ears: Someone else in this town of lunatics was rejecting the ludicrous title of Hero of Light! Vehemently, at that. Of course, the bit about the darkness (with a capital D no less) did give him just a tiny, itty bitty smidgeon of concern. Did this guy truly not wish to be involved, or was he going to be trouble somewhere down the line?

Jaeha had no intentions of being manipulated as a Hero himself, but he also didn't want to see any harm come to the few people in this world he actually liked. It couldn't hurt to have a new buddy, and if it turned out this guy wasn't so bad, then at least he'd have someone tolerable to speak with that didn't try to coax him into accepting his situation and being a mindless heroic puppet.

"Whatcha got under the blindfold?" he asked with a lazy smile, approaching to lean one arm against a vendor's tentpole. "I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is. This place takes away whatever powers you had in your previous world, you know?"