[Movies? He's not even heard of that phrase-- not that he has any time to ponder it in the present. Clumsily hoisting himself upwards into the tree branches, with unsteady footing and some degree of flailing, he managed to push the thick tangles of his ponytail out of the way so he could get a look at their hunters.]

...If only I hadn't dropped my Metal Vessel, [he muttered, furrowing his brows in frustration while he observed the scene. Had he not been whisked away in the moments following that attack on his person, he may have been able to do something about this problem. But, as it stood, their options were precious few.]

Have you ever seen weapons like that before? [he asked after a moment, casting a curious look down at Yosuke.] The only things I can compare them too are rare tools that wouldn't be wasted in scenarios like this.