"Sure am. Just dropped into town...literally." Yang doesn't seem at all bothered by talking to a stranger. At least she seems friendly and Yang has a name now. Bearmon, meanwhile, hangs back. He really is way too shy for his own good, but Yang is already planning several ways to break him of that.

"That would be great," she looks over her shoulder, "See, I told you it would work out if we asked."

Bearmon open his mouth but then closes it and looks back down at his feet.