Shen Wei's skin was cold to the touch; he usually had a bit of a chilly air about him, but this was far more noticeable than usual. It was probably because he was thinking of something else and not bringing his powers under control. Those questions had annoyed him with the audacity of someone actually questioning him - he liked to think himself being above that kind of posturing, but he knew that he was guilty of acting the same way when he needed to.

He took a deep breath, forcing his temper down and regaining control, a corner of his mouth turning up at Ebisu's words. "I suppose so, if I was not accustomed to political games."