[As remiss as he is to bother anyone for help, he's a little desperate at this point. The boy clambers up the ladder, panting between strings of words.]

Oh, please. That would be appreciated. I'm looking for a little -- oh, Tinker Bell! Oh, thank you --

[And it's moments after he spots the Pokemon that he realizes exactly who is holding her. It's bizarre and incongruous in this particular world to come across one another, but Senjuro would recognize the Hashira on sight.

Immediately, he grows more flustered, dropping down and bowing low.]

I -- I apologize. My incompetence isn't -- should not be your burden.

[This is absolutely humiliating.]