It was all well and good for Okita to say such things, but he might change his mind later on after he'd actually had to deal with Hanatarou. But that probably wasn't the best thing to bring up right now, given that he'd somehow managed to make a decent impression thus far. "Oh, no, it...I'd never, I mean, I'm happy to be able to help."

Even if there wasn't nearly as much that he could do here, it just didn't feel right not to use what ability he still had. He looked away again and pulled off another bite of his muffin, a little surprised by how fast it had gone. All right, so he'd been hungry, but he apparently hadn't realized quite how much.

"Tonight? I don't...see why not?" Hanatarou didn't really need to consider the question; he just shook his head. He didn't have any plans at all, not that he usually did. After a second he hesitantly gestured toward Okita's sling and asked, "Did, er, you need healing?"