...A valid question. Mikado glanced at Snow, then back to Celty without hesitation. "He doesn't have an Orihara-san to make him angry." Something that, even now, the details were lost on him. But there was another difference but how to put this.... "Snow-san is more idealistic as well." There. That should be enough. Idealistic could encompass many things, and most of them what Mikado was trying to say. If only there was a way to politely say that it seemed Snow wasn't always aware of his surroundings and passerbyers could come to pains for it.... He frowned in some discontentment, then moved on.

To watch as she raised a hand almost idly. He was prepared to see the same black mass as before, matte and deep, and when nothing happened and she only shook her head, he stared, expression blank. So that meant... She had lost the use of them for that, maybe. It wasn't something to just ask, and not in front of another. Mikado nodded slowly, then blinked, concerned. "...Celty-san, maybe you shouldn't go around by yourself, then, if there's danger like you said."

An echo of what she had spoke. The irony didn't escape him.