For a minute there, Kanji said nothing, only staring at him. Perhaps he expected Raidou to move to attack, or give some hint that he was bullshitting.

But after that minute, his fingers loosened their grip upon the holder, color returning to his knuckles.

"It ain't me I'm worried about," he finally said, his tone even. The man appeared unarmed... even a little sick, Kanji was still confident he could hold his own if the situation turned pear-shaped.

"You made a hell of a lotta threats back there, Kuzunoha-san. Said a whole bunch. How'm I supposed to know I'm talkin' to you, and not that asshole I met in the cave?"