Well, that's the last thing that Clear ever wanted to talk about. He flinched, carefully swallowing the jasmine tea in his mouth so he wouldn't choke on it. That... really would not have made anything much better at all. Seriously.

"It isn't. Please do not worry," he added with a shake of his head, the straw swishing around in the glass as he did so. "I am fine, Ike-san."

Okay, maybe he wasn't, but... he could bear it.