[Uendo wouldn't normally stare, but waking up on what appears to be a space ship has left him a little bit dazed. And, okay, the blood splatters on that guy's clothes make it kind of hard not to look.

Still, he wouldn't be a rakugo artist if he couldn't roll with the unexpected. He only hesitates for a second before snapping a friendly smile into place.]

Oh, sorry about that, sir. I was just thinking about how vexing it is when people catch you in public right before laundry day.