Nope! I've heard of motorcycles, but I never drive or ride them before.

[ Tanjiro's nose wrinkled. Sure enough, the strength isn't too foreign, especially after living with Mitsuri with some odd months now, but there's something else to the other teen. A subtle scent that isn't as noticeable at first.

Remains of something malicious...? He eyes curiously at the marks under his eyes. Oh, but his fruity, sweet smell makes him think that he's a kind person. ]

Did you just arrive here? You seem like a strong person, my name is Tanjiro Kamado!