[He grunts and swipes at the foot with his hand, probably getting starch on Senri's pants because it's what Senri deserves.]

I never said I was listening. It's what they told me. I'm trying to verify information.

[But his eyes narrow suspiciously.] No one said we could trust Sincerity either. Not until we know more about how the gods work. [He's so suspicious of everything.

Instead of handing off more mochi, he puts the rest he makes along the edge of the pan until there isn't any more left to make. He washes his hands and dumps the stir fry between two bowls.]

What did Disorder say to you?