[ It's funny to Seimei that this man would decide that his actions were clearly not harmful. Even if he didn't really do anything to the stranger, he revealed himself as a creepy magic user, and most humans would have been put off by that alone. They would be more likely to lump him and the painting together as scary, hostile creatures rather than fairly taking no side and giving him a way out.

Humans are so fickle.

Seimei gets to his feet, shaking his head at the blonde man that is clearly far too soft for his own good. He might have a stern, dry face, but his behavior is far more befitting someone like Hiromasa, won over by sob stories and empathy. He likes this stranger. ]

Is that so? Well, if my judge says so, let the ruling stand. You heard it, door keeper.

[ He raises his voice to address John, who is still fuming about being not only insulted and nearly singed, but cheated! They'll regret that later! ]

You were generous.

[ He has to comment, because he isn't going to let Nanami get out of his own choices just like that. ]

Were you in a good mood, or am I just fortunate to have run into a kind soul?