[Worried, huh? That's a hell of a thing to be about someone like him, but that's just it - he's gone out of his way to make sure that the profile isn't all he's known for. And yet...

It doesn't do him any good to get frustrated about it, and it isn't as though Huaisang has done anything wrong. He came here of his own free will to check in on Yeager, and if he's truthful with himself for even a moment - it means something to him, something that he's not really sure he fully understands. It's been a long time since he felt anything quite like this; he's not really sure how to handle it anymore.]

I appreciate that you stopped by. Truly. I apologize if I'm coming off as... irritable.

[And that much is true, for however much it's worth.]

I'm not unfamiliar with situations like this. I've made quite a few enemies over the years. But that was... quite a bit different.

[To understate it. It wasn't so much the trial and the accusations that are agitating him so much as it was... Well, the demand of proof, of removing his shirt to reveal... what? That he didn't have any wounds, just like everyone else? For something they'd already argued could be healed quickly with an item from the shop?

Anyway, he shakes his head.]

I meant what I said; I didn't kill him, and I have no intention of killing here. My wish... it isn't worth playing this game.

[Maybe that's not the right way to phrase it, but that's the way he's chosen to do so.]