[He didn't expect anything different, and his posture is significantly more relaxed when he steps back and regards him with a lazy half-grin. A bleeding heart though he may be, he's glad Akechi is as difficult as always. Reaching out, he carefully dusts off his shoulders from transferred flour from the contact.]

Yeah. Thanks. [Slouching again, he rolls his shoulders and gives the cave around them a once-over.] ...can't imagine you're in here to steal rocks since you were giving me crap for it, but I've been wrong before.