[He picked up a passenger? What the hell? What is he, a taxi service? Choi is getting ready to call him directly and clarify this once and for all when he suddenly sees the message that alerts him he's near enough to see and raises his head - and, aha, there he is! And the passenger is... It's... a child.]

Wow... What an adventure you've been on, Grapes-ya.

[Said quietly, as Choi gives him a gentle pat on the shoulder. He looks exhausted, poor guy. He'll definitely need to treat him to something spicy after this.]

Let's have a look here... Hey, there! [He approaches the kid, still seated on the bike and looking at Choi out of the corner of his eye.] My junior said you're trying to cross the street. Where are you going? Want me to walk home with you? Oh, you like sitting on the bike?

[He's not a natural with kids or anything like that, but the boy at least doesn't seem to think he's a dull sort as he swings his legs and responds shyly that this bike's the same color as his and basically looks like his, so he thought it must be his.]

Oh, did my hubae steal your bike? I'll need to scold him properly... [And he shoots Soleum a grin over his shoulder.] But, wait, look up here. Do you see this?

[He pats the front of the bike where a metal plate has been affixed. The kid is old enough to read, at least, even if he might not understand all the words: "Property of Disaster Management Bureau"]

That means it's a government bike. We've got to bring it back to the city, or the two of us will be in trouble. Let's walk back home together, okay?