In any other situation, Ace himself would question about Kanji's appearance, especially how he wore his clothing. To be quite honest, they were rather similar to his own world's, minus the obvious cape and/or mantle on their shoulder. Still, he was quite as drenched as hell as well, albeit his expression still stayed stern and rather-mature like always.

One moment, and Ace might have already came in contact with Kanji since as a soldier, he still had his constitution, although it was not exactly the best. The usually cold stare on his eyes was not reflecting, instead it was an inquisitive stare at best as he stared at Kanji, and their current situation.

"Are you alright?"

He didn't really know this guy, but it was clear that Kanji was actually troubled. And it was more than enough reason for him to lend a hand.