Private Dumpster Diving

Early on in the morning before most people had woken up, Sushi completed his morning routine, set up his helmet and headed out. There wasn't really any particular plan that he had for the day, he just happened to wake up early and decided to go out and explore.

The boy spent the better part of the morning invisible, going around and just looking at the people and things all over as they interacted with one another. It was when he noticed someone throwing out a can that things took a turn for the worse.

Once the person had left, Sushi headed on over to observe it. He slid the top of the garbage can off to reveal a partially filled garbage can, but he could still see the can sitting at the bottom. Cans were good. He wasn't sure why they were good, but someone had handed him one once and anytime he'd done the same, the other person was often made to feel happy about it. So naturally, he started trying to get the can out from the trash. Unfortunately, he couldn't reach it and ended up falling in head first. As soon as his head clanged against the bottom, he became visible.

He squirmed, kicked his legs a little and tried to get himself out of there, but it appeared he was stuck.

@Lotharingia

Sushi didn't really try to resist or even squirm as Euphemia lifted him up. His body flinched right when she grabbed him, but after that he remained still while she pulled him up.

His mask was not looking particularly clean anymore, with what looked like ketchup smudged against the top of it

He didn't really understand what she was saying, so he just stared back at her. Not that she could've seen him through his mask. Gosh was she ever strong though, she was lifting him up like it was nothing. It was nice being out of the trash can too, it was pretty cramped in there. He figured he could use some new words he'd learned here. "Thank you." Normally he'd try to hug her, that was a thing people did to thank other people, but he couldn't do that while hanging from his leg.

Sushi stuck his arms out to the side as his feet hit the ground, then once he had his balance back, he let them fall down to his sides.

Please was the only word there that he really understood, which meant that she wanted something from him, but he had no clue as to what that might be. Rather than responding, Sushi just kept staring at her. Until he finally remembered something.

He reached into his rain coat and took out a very stale old biscuit and held it up for Euphemia to take.

Sushi stared at Euphemia for a while longer, trying and failing to process much of what she was saying. The only bit that got through to him was her name. Well, more so what he assumed was her name thanks to the format he'd been taught for introducing yourself.

As she started to walk away, Sushi followed. Calling out to her with the incorrect name. "Unable!"
He then kept walking quickly until he was caught up with her. He enjoyed being saved, but it seemed she didn't like the biscuit, so Sushi was going to have to find something better.

Sushi looked a tad confused when Unable reintroduced them self as Euphemia, but he ultimately figured it out. "Hello Euphemia, I am Sushi." The cracker was no good, so he slipped one arm into his coat and rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a beer can.

"Thank you." Just as he'd done with the cracker, he raised the can high up so that Euphemia could hopefully take it. He never truly understood the cans but he hoped she'd like it.