He gives a dry laugh at The Shadow's remark about his speed, but when the gun is pointed at him and cocks the hammer, there's a very visible flinch in his posture as he moves away from the sound the best that he can while sitting. Lacking a cane, his hands grasp the air at his chest for a brief moment before he flattens the palms on his kimono as it trying to dry them.

"They still use black powder?"