Bashou looked at the hand that had caught his wrist, though he only looked a little surprised, rather than enraged like he normally would if someone grabbed him. The way this person had charged towards him was a bit concerning, too. But as soon as he saw that it was his best friend, Bashou's smile broadened.

"Buson, hello! Funny you should say that. I don't think I'm usually like this, am I? It feels a bit strange, and I don't remember being like this, say, yesterday. Oh, well. You're right: no reason to worry! I feel fine! Did you make up a new nickname for me? I love that! You're always so thoughtful, Buson."

Bashou suddenly remembered what he'd been doing before getting distracted. He gestured excitedly in the direction of the free cookies.

"Are you here for the cookies?"