Gilbert blinked at the pout, "But I believe you...I'm not angry or anything, don't worry."

It was just...the image of Jiroutachi charming random people on the street, it made him feel weird. Or maybe people following him and trying to draw his attention felt weird. Or...no, he couldn't really tell what made him feel that way. But Gilbert didn't want Jiroutachi to be alone then.

That, or he didn't want to be alone. Were those the after-effects? Gilbert didn't know that either.

"I know I often look like I'm angry with you, but...that's not true. Not always, at least. Let's go."

Was that Gilbert...offering Jiroutachi his hand? It sure was.