[The questions bubbling in the back of his mind die on his lips; the sudden shift in inclinations itself is enough to raise the hair on the back of his neck in private alarm. Even as mercurial as he is, his whims don't change so suddenly or completely without a very good reason--and he usually chooses to do so. This isn't natural; something is very wrong here.

His initial inclination is to ask just what the hell Riku thinks he's doing--but that too is something he finds himself instinctively shying away from, suddenly reluctant to voice anything like a question. It only confirms his suspicions, makes him want to dig his heels in and figure out just what's causing this. But then again.....

Well, the best way to hold onto what you have, in some cases, is to just go with the flow and keep an eye on where it takes you. His unease is cloaked in a breezy laugh and possibly infuriatingly amused smirk. He lets his hands settle on his hips, rocking back on his heels to give Riku a pointed inspection.]

A shield, then..... Interesting. I think I could see it! I really do. It suits you.

Damn shame about that deferred homecoming, though; there's not much use for a shield if it's not around to protect the people that need it. I'm sure you and yours will figure out something to get around that, though.