He glances up, looking for more in the doorways. But for some reason, the stuff is on the ground. His brow wrinkles a bit, confused. How the hell did that happen? If someone took the time to pull it down, why didn't they throw it away instead of leaving it for someone else? Namely, this girl with obvious mobility issues. He frowns a little.

"What happened to the clean up crew? Did they bail?"

It's not a complaint, though. In fact, he jogs energetically around, gathering the discarded bits of decoration. "It's Hanamura Yosuke, by the way. Obviously I'm here to help."

The joke probably doesn't translate, but he winks anyway so she'll know that he's teasing her.