[Mayoi's only response to that sudden shift in tone is a sharp intake of breath. He's frightened, and he might seem a little more so than before, but he does not try to escape Dimos, not yet. He just breathes, staring intently down at himself. He gives a faint nod.]

I-I see. I'm. I'm sorry, i-it was presumptuous of me to ...to question you, wasn't it...?

[Ah, he should stop. This person does not want to hear him speak, surely.]

I am. P-Please do not mind me.