Kenzaki gives an absent sort of nod, a silent sort of 'alright' to her invitation to linger a little longer with the roses, and he does. He looks back down, he carefully touches one... and then he lets out a long breath before rising smoothly to his feet.

"If you're in no hurry, how about some questions? No lion, this time?" He should be wary, he knows he should be wary... but he really wants to give the Trump that picked him a chance to prove herself as... something. Good? Noble? Well, he'll figure it out as he goes.