[Simon meets Shinobu at a halfway point.

When they see each other he will be sporting a black, oversized hoodie. The hood has been pulled over his head despite the heat, as Simon is still unused to the feeling of the air against his now short hair.]

Hey! Shinobu.

[He waves to her with a hand that's now covered by a black rubber glove, and as she comes closer, she will notice that he is also now clad in another infamous pair of khakis, rip.]

Thanks again for doin' this for me. I, uh, owe you big time.

[The smile he offers her is so soft you would think that it belonged to a different person entirely. In a way, it does. There is a quiet, simple joy in it.

Though that moment is fleeting as Simon pulls a small figurine from his pocket, hand-carved and painted by Simon himself. For something homemade, it's actually miraculously nice-looking while fairly simple, the silhouette looking much similar to that of princess Zelda without the elf ears. The colors are simple, but the most noteworthy features about it is that the little figurine sports a crown painted in gold, a flowly purple gown, and pink hair draping over the shoulders.]

But just... FYI?

[A nervous pause.]

Could you not tell her who it's from?