[Hm. Still strange, but maybe he was thinking on it too hard. Deciding to ignore the obvious something isn't right here feeling in the pit of his gut that had been there since he entered the carnival, he nods, small smile flicking across his face as he lets his hands fall to slide one into his pockets. Son, huh? He made a mental note to keep an eye out for the other boy in the future.]

Yuugi Mutou, and grandpa kicked me out of the house for the day so here I am.

[Never mind that he'd practically been chased into the carnival but what have you.]

Does your son like games, Universe-san?