At the touch, there's a little thrum of electricity and warmth as Manabu bristles - like placing a palm on top of some working, electrical equipment. No hazard, just that...awareness of activity. Of reaction.

Manabu has to turn his head to see that smile from over the bridge of his nose, feeling quite the mix of things as he's reassured and a direction is taken. Relief is a big one, because thank goodness he made a decision for them. So before Magnet can get too in Fish's face and cause a stress-based slap, everyone can move and start down the street to that lamp with those weird, moaning little dudes.

"I, I don't know if it's exact," he admits, stuffing his hands into his pockets, keeping his eye forward. "It could be someone with the same name here? But...but Wu watches clips and films from other worlds and times all the time, so it's not impossible to find something you're familiar with here, you know?"

When they near the lamp, Manabu lifts a hand out of his pockets and grabs hold of the post, hesitating before looking back over to Ryunosuke.

"You...haven't gone there yet, have you? If you have, no problem, I'll see you there. But if you haven't, just--hang onto me a second, okay?"