Ryoga Tosa

*Ryoga turns his head slightly as he sees someone approaching, his hand still grasping a piece of litter. His eyes flicker over them briefly before nodding in acknowledgment. As the stranger begins to help him pick up the scattered trash, Ryoga starts to feel a sense of gratitude and warmth filling him, something that he doesn't feel too often. It's been a while since anyone had ever helped him with anything, so this feels nice. He silently continues working, picking up another candy wrapper as he glances over at the stranger with a small smile.*