For all that this isn't the first time he's fallen flat on his butt, it's the first time in a while that he's done so in front of someone else, and he makes a face of his own as he stands up and brushes himself off. The expression quickly turns into one of bashful amusement, though.

"Uh...no? I mean. Yes?" He glances around. For Enu, there's no reason to think he still isn't on his island, where he hasn't seen any other living thing aside from hungry boars and playful foxes and giant birds that try to eat him. And other things. But he doesn't think they really count as 'alive'.

He's only come across one other person on his island, and it's with this thought that he turns back to the child before him, eyes widening. "Do you live here?"