[ Y e p . . . They sure are.

His expression falters for just a fraction of a second. ]

... I could say the same.

[ There's a moment where he simply flicks at one of the chips in the bag... ]

Not that I had much of a chance to figure it out in time. But... still.

[ He's releasing a puff of air, working to keep that expression as calm as ever. ]

... Guess I can be grateful I got to thank the god for all his trouble by shooting him.

[ Casual shrug??

He's resigning from his position of assisting in dancing around details. ]