Yuya nods. "I'll find it as fast as I can." He glances around to try and determine where it likely would have fallen.

... He has absolutely no good guesses, so he just dives into the bushes on one side and digs around for it. The unfortunate thing about using his telekinesis to bat things around is that if he's not paying attention very specifically to the object, he has no idea which direction he was just flinging it. There's no muscle memory to recall.

"Thanks for--" He ducks out of one bush and starts squinting at the shadowed foliage by the trees. "Saving me back there. I guess you're not Summer Court...?"

He hadn't asked when they last met, but given the starkly different abilities... well, that seems to be the implication.