[Ah... he knows that voice. It takes him a few seconds to place it exactly; it's not like he knows the woman well. Still, it doesn't take long. Akabayashi opens his eyes, then pushes himself up to sit properly, spreading his legs and resting his elbows just above his knees. The cane is shuffled back and forth between his hands.]

Oi-chan has no intentions otherwise, in a strange place like this, Miss. Do come have a seat so an old man can have a chat with you properly.

[He has no doubt she's armed, nor that she could shoot him without ever coming into view, and that's just no good.]