Holding his hands out to do as asked, he blinked down at the things placed in them. Taking a closer look, he drew his brows together in a thoughtful look before giving Beat the same. What were these things? Despite a few scrapes, he didn't look bad once he stood, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. Plenty of times he'd scraped his knees through pants, and that hurt like nothing else.

"What're these?"