Hanatarou was starting to think that he'd stepped out of one conversation, in which he sort of knew what was going on, into another one entirely. Or maybe Kenren had just managed to get a completely wrong idea of just who he was and what he could do. A talented healer? Should be shown respect? Him? Why would anyone do that?

He could only stare at Kenren, eyes wide, for several long moments as he tried to figure out just what he was talking about. "Um," he finally managed, the word half a squeak, then cleared his throat and tried again. "I...I'm, er, okay?" Pause. "Th-thank you..." The last part made a bit more sense. He could reply to that, at least.