[He is the night, that's how shady he is. Both shady and shade-throwing.

But he glances over as Namazuo continues to talk, because... well! It's not like he disagrees. These bodies are something of a blessing and he loves any gift that comes from their aruji, of course. The gift of life - or a second chance at it - is particularly awe-inspiring, and there hasn't been a day so far where he's not found something new to marvel over.

...He'd just rather be using said gift for things like shopping and trying out curling irons rather than getting dirty trying to scrub roof tiles clean so they can be stuck back on without falling down onto some unsuspecting sap's head.]

We already use 'em a lot, don't we? We had that big harvest yesterday and everything. I'd say it's time for us to take a weekend off or something.