He offers her another little smile over his shoulder, slightly weirder, taking his eye off the potato he's peeling. "Heh. I feel I should commiserate with you instead, especially given everything you've shared with me."

Maruki, he means. Her own Akechi, who's gone, except possibly not. The strains of leadership that had only begun to come to him over the last month, since Haru's father died. Since he was murdered.

"There was already an Ace too, by the way. That's why I'm Frog. That and frogs being cool, of course. Excellent animals." And, after all, an amphibian is almost a dragon; almost a drake. "You were the first on your team? To be the leader, I mean."