Souji Sensei, It sure has been a while."Hope you don't mind me sharing the place"
... the sound of a familiar voice perked Souji's ears. So much for some alone time... hands behind his head as he stretched out relaxing, Souji kept his eyes closed, playing a quick guessing game to deduce the identity of the person this statement had originated from.
Was it Jakai? Moxxi? Leathercandle? ... Sage, he dearly hoped it wasn't Leathercandle. Souji had a horrible daydream that he was the Raikage of legend and was uppercutted by some punk kid... Rentaro, if memory served him right?
There was a little furrowing of his brow, then he came to a definitive conclusion: it was Yusei. It wasn't really mistakable; there was a youthful zeal to his voice... it had that quality of a greenhorn with an enthusiasm for learning and growing stronger. But for some reason, it seemed as if his tone had matured a little. It was true, they hadn't seen each other for quite some time. The last instance of their interaction was zapping each other with lightning bolts... the halcyon days... in fact, there was this one time when-
Ok, ok, no reminiscing! Focus on the situation at hand! Why was Yusei here? How did he find this place?
Souji cracked open one of his eyes and shifted his vision to his side, looking at his student sitting and staring.
"... wassup, kiddo? You're lookin' awfully serious these days. Or have you always been like this?" he responded, following with a deep breath of fresh air, trying to come off as both casual and curious, if not trying to lighten the mood a little.