The Shadow

Speaking in Japanese is no guarantee they won't be overheard and understood, but it seems unlikely. He'd prefer not to have the majority around them notice that he's introducing Ichi to the modern world. "Lots of cars, there's a road to your right, but we're on the sidewalk, which is slightly raised and designated for pedestrians..." He falls into step beside Ichi, curtailing his strides a little to match the ambling pace. "English is the major language here, but people from all over come to New York, so you may hear others. People who do smoke usually prefer cigarettes or cigars, tobacco rolled in paper, although there are a few pipes around. That was a cigar we passed before." He pauses at the distant boom of punk rock from somewhere ahead and across the street.