Gentoki rests on the rockchair and strokes his grayed beard, lowering other hand upon his abdomen and slouching forward. The Fifth Elder slowly tries to rise up and grumps effortly, falling back down tiredly.

"Ah! Well, that was most unexpected one. I am too elderly to rise up by myself, am I not? And there is no servants around... I will have to wait for someone to help me up, it appears."