There are certain aspects of life, very conventional, normal details, on which his knowledge is strangely lacking.

"...I'm not used to social calls. I don't think I ever had any, until recently." He heats the sake while the kettle is on the stove, doling out tea in two mugs. "I'm not good at being social, except when I'm pretending to be someone else, and then I have ulterior motives." The Shadow comes to lean in the kitchen doorway, unintentionally adopting a similar pose to one his alternate took up when he was last here. "But I wasn't trying to invite you here just to put you to work, either."

It seems he's unsure of the answer to Ichi's question, and slightly awkward over that.