Even with his empathetic abilities voided here, Kaworu knew enough about human psychology to know what to pay attention to, the eyes on his weapons and subtle movement into more open space. He smiled and casually slipped the sword away into the sheath buckled at his hip, pulling his hands away afterwards in the palms up universal gesture of 'look I am unarmed and not a threat to you'.

"What were you aiming at?" He was careful to keep his tone only curious, accusatory, and glanced over is shoulder towards where the rest to where the rest of the group was moving further away, likely to take care of another set of madness-infected beats.