-At this point (at about the same time Sally asks her question, coincidentally, Ringabel snaps the journal closed (a little too forcefully) and shoves it into his pack-
Ringabel: -to Sally- "My, I would hope not! What would the ladies think of me, then?"
-a beat- "But, ah...I suppose you never know in these kinds of situations, do you?"
-to Krystal- "Greetings, madam! Forgive me for intruding upon your day, but I couldn't help but find myself captivated by your appearance. It is like nothing I have seen before."
"Might I inquire as to your race?"
"Ah! Before I forget."
-he stands up from the bench and bows- "I am Ringabel, madam. Amnesiac casanova extraordinaire."
Be kind.Ringabel: -to Krystal- "And so am I! I am willing to listen, my dear. How is it complicated?"
-to Sally- "Why, thank you! I certainly try my best. After all, what point is there to life if you sit around and mope all the time? I suppose I have a right to, given my memory loss, but I simply haven't the desire. So I fill mine and my friends' lives with cheer, instead! Much more productive, I'd say."
Be kind.

Ringabel: "I would say the same, but I am honestly content with who I am today. I am simply...curious."
"Who knows what sort of person I might have been in the past, after all!"
-he spots Krystal (if that's okay)-
-and, his curiosity getting the better of him, he gives a friendly wave-
Be kind.