Something in the tone of Ryouma's response and cheeky grin seems to ease the polished tension out of Jin Guangyao's practiced expression, and the answering smile that he receives in return is a touch more authentic. He doesn't quite laugh, but it is a near thing. The bow he sketches this time is quicker, less formal, and friendlier for it.

"Then I will see if I can convince one of these gentlemen--" this said without derision or irony, "--to part with a boat for a short time. Please wait just a moment, gongzi, I won't be gone long." It seems that he intends to try the negotiating on his own, and the ill-ease and uncertainty in his demeanour from before has evaporated. This is his wheelhouse; even without gold or silver, there are so many different ways to strike a bargain. Someone always needs something.