He mused to himself under his breath, his voice light yet tinged with curiosity as he sat at the table, feet up comfortably. His hand rested on Benihime, the other on his hat, holding it over his eyes as he rests. He heart footsteps entering the room as he perked up, sitting up and peeking from under his hat to see who's there

"Well, well, this quite the unexpected encounter," he said playfully yet cautiously. "Who's there?" He asked as he sat up in his chair, neatening himself up.