Hahah... I really don't know why you'd think that of me, honestly.

[But he does give it some genuine thought, staying silent for a few seconds as he delicately picks at the purple-hued coat still folded against his arm.]

...

There are many ways a human protects themselves. Whether it's their image, their mind, their body or their soul.

Our dear Tatara has a lot on his shoulders, and perhaps he copes by acting in a way he thinks will relax others. I'm not quite sure.

But I think that, regardless of his honesty or intentions, patience is what will be the most rewarding.