It may be fortunate that the eyeroll is lost on Ichi. "If that makes you feel better, yes." He refills his own tumbler with scotch and settles back, but allows himself a few minutes of pause. His thinking is beginning to feel uncustomarily relaxed, and while the sensation is pleasant, it also triggers a sense of wariness in the back of his mind. "I wonder if I should try to learn with a no-dachi or something. A katana is a large weapon to carry on the streets. I'm already loaded down with two to four automatics and pocketfuls of assorted equipment." He is simply thinking aloud, for the moment.