[He might have stood to be cagier, and maybe in a different circumstance he might have held off on alluding to ..pretty much all of this, but the pain was getting to him, and so was this place. If talking was going to help, then he'd have to just trust this stranger. Besides ...there was no Shocker here, no Badan. Kamen Rider didn't mean anything to the people here. What has he got to lose at this point?]

[After a moment, he gives a quiet laugh. A lot of the pain is already receding, which tells him he guessed correctly on the cause.]

Choice is such a cruel thing to dangle in front of people.

[He takes a deep breath, looks up for a moment, and then starts to untie the scarf around his neck. He should do something about his arm.]

But I'm adaptable if nothing else. If this place needs something different from what I'm used to doing, then I just need to figure out what it is. That's a good place to start.

[Be it Hayato or Kamen Rider, or maybe some mix of the two. Changing methods was nothing new to him.]