Sleeping wasn't going to happen for him, either, apparently. He'd managed to nap, sure; it just happened that too many things were swarming his mind. With a sigh, he ran his hands through his hair to straight it out, dressed, and then proceeded to make his way to the door. After stepping into the night air, he held a blink to take in a deep breath. He'd had every intention of leaving Michiko to continue sleeping, but- ...Turning to close the door, he found the moogle outright staring at him, arms folded over her chest, "........."

And...that was how he wound up with his moogle friend tagging along.

A certain feeling of nostalgia had him smiling, in spite of the pain prodding at his chest. They chatted, quietly, along the way. She had a lot of interesting things to say about the world, too. He welcomed any and all information that she had to offer, smiling softly at some of the more interesting of facts. After nodding occasionally, he would add a comment regarding her last statement.

By the time he realized that they had walked...pretty far from the apartments, his steps came to a stop. Turning to glance back from where they came, he pondered if they should head back. As he started to turn to ask Michiko what she thought, he heard her speaking up, "K-kupo!" Which, apparently, meant "watch out".

Or...something to that effect.

Either way, he felt a hard yank to the back of his shirt, which resulted in him finding himself...flat on his back. Blinking up at the night sky, it took a moment for him to realize he'd been yanked to the ground. Instantly, the question of 'by what...or who?' came to mind, and he was scrambling to sit up and find out. As he spotted a redheaded young man, his eyes widened, briefly. Even as Michiko rushed to the stranger's side to check on him, Shun was asking in a concerned tone, "Are you alright...?"

Fortunately, his fall hadn't been that far...or hard. And, maybe his being grabbed had slowed the descent of the stranger?