Ryou doesn’t even know who Noa is. He’s pretty sure he was either unconscious or didn’t exist.

“I think we can survive. It really is nice weather,” Ryou smiles. Ryou pauses before he shakes his head.

“I brought a playing card set and a mahjong set but that’s about it. I don’t have a phone, Acerola said we would get a Rotomdex at some point and that would work?”