Keiichi had the distinct feeling that he was being talked down to. This was, of course, never a feeling he liked, but hey, the other guy in the room was a better fighter than he was, and Keiichi wasn't going to go towards his sword to deal with a minor offense.
"I don't think I'll be doing that," he replied. "The encouraging of Shirai bit, anyway. I'll practice the rest."
Returning to his bed, he took a seat upon it. It was...so much nicer when things weren't complicated.