[ It's such a level-headed, even-keeled sort of kindness. Entirely in line with everything he did already know about Odasaku. Maruki can't help but feel a surge of fondness in his chest.

He smiles, squeezes Oda's shoulder before letting his hand drop. ]

I'm glad too. I want to know you, Odasaku. [ The honorifics will stay dropped. ] It's an honor to be able to.

[ And then he laughs a little, scratches awkwardly along the stubbled line of his jaw. ]

Who knows? Maybe sometime I'll ask you for shooting lessons!

[ Unlikely! ]