There's silence after the knock for several seconds, then the light thump of a pair of small feet on the door and the little chirrup of Dou Zhai. It opens a moment later after Bart has shooed the Bayleef away, and he looks back at Touya with a soft, tired smile. He's dressed in simple pajamas, a wide-collared shirt loosely laced at the front and bare feet that are nearly silent on the wood floor.

"Hello, Touya," he answers. "You've quit the festival early."