Yuya gapes at the bridge for a second before changing direction to follow her, running under the bridge and looking up at her. There's an obvious difference of temperament here, so he dials it back a bit but he's still earnest when he speaks.

"Since you're really good at making things, and Saraquel asks you for help, I thought you'd know the most... sorry, do you get a lot of--us who ask you the same stuff?"