[Richard has the grace to chuckle lightly, although there's still a hint of uncertainty, plain in the way his eyes sweep the room once more.] Oh, come now! Natto is an acquired taste, I'll admit, but surely, it isn't as terrible as that? Personally, I find it quite agreeable when spread over toast.

[His mirth subsides somewhat, and he brings a hand slowly up to his brow.] It's strange... For a moment, I thought I heard Asbel speaking.