Still dazed, Rokuro doesn't question where the apple came from, or Link's logic in offering it to him. He simply takes the apple in both hands and holds it in his lap.

"Thank you." A glance from their position to the carnage wrought on the road. The Sylphid are scattered, some attempting to put out fires with extinguishers as others tend to fallen comrades. The security guards who busted out the rocket launcher have to be full of regret right now.

"I'm sorry. I was not prepared for such firepower." Assuming the Sylphid wouldn't have weapons more powerful than anything he has yet to experience was both foolish and arrogant. He could have put more energy into a singular shield instead of failing to hold multiple. At least Link was able to save them both, so Rokuro is the only one left paying the price.

He wipes the blood trickling from his nose with the back of his sleeve. More irritated at himself than shaken. After a moment's consideration he takes a bite of the apple. A little sugar might be helpful in bringing his energy back up.

"How did you do that?"