He would hate the bright orange, probably. At least with blue there was maybe the possibility of melting into the darkness of the night. What kind of a ninja would wear bright orange?

He hesitated, if only for a moment. "Meng Yao, you said?" He just wanted to make sure he understood his name right. It was unfamiliar to the names of people he knew.

"I'm Yoite." He paused. "...I'm...supposed to help people?"