"Do I?" he asked, sounding genuinely perplexed. Clearing his throat and adjusting his robes, the onmyoji tried to look and sound more collected.

"It is terribly cruel to bring a man's sudden disorganization into question. I was trying to behave in a dignified manner. You do not think it a bit discourteous to point out that I was not particularly prepared for...that?"

He pursed his lips, pouting visibly and gesturing at the cake vaguely.

"Perhaps we ought to finish before the food spoils? Distract ourselves from...things."