What followed was a nod, and an awkward silence as his eyes remained on the book before him. It was breezy and cool outside, but for some reason it was a little too warm in here. Too quiet.

Kanji cleared his throat and turned the page. "W-well, I ain't exactly a pro farmer, and... and we're a team, ya know?"

And in a weird-ass place like this, I worry about you, his thoughts added, and he held them back before they tripped and landed on his tongue, allowed him to voice such a thing. G-god forbid.