[Well, that's just fine because Tenka is already lifting himself up, grinning just a bit now at the change of tune. That is, until he brushes at his clothing with a slight scowl on his face- he can't tell heads or tail with anything, even the state of his robe.] About half a cup. The peddler who sold me the package said there were only two bags inside, so I naturally assu-

Ah! The peddler! [Tenka slaps a hand over his forehead with frightening accuracy.] Of course! Somehow, I can't recall what he looked like, but I do remember the voice.

We should- [Tenka's hand means to stretch out and guide his way from any obstacles that might be in front of him, but what he doesn't realize is how close Sousei is, or how

close his face is. Which he's just swatted with a hand.] AH...s-sorry!!