"Well, obviously," the white-haired man answered, rolling his eyes. In spite of his coloring, his face was youthful.

"But it's no use waiting for the rest of them, is it? Besides, you shouldn't even have been alone in the first place, isn't that right? Someone is going to be angry with you, I'm sure."

He seemed to come to a quick decision and grabbed his bag with one hand and the man's arm with the other.

"Up you go. Let's get you off the street."