"I believe it. I mean, you can work some pretty complex machines and computers. No doubt you can work a mop!" he replies, a teasing tone in his voice as he lets out a short laugh. He can't think of too much that Yamagi wouldn't be good at doing. Fighting maybe, but it's better that he doesn't fight. Shino'd rather be the one fighting so he wouldn't have to do it.

He can spot the bashfulness washing over Yamagi's face and nearly sees him hide under those grown strands of hair. He brushes them back, though, and some little force on Shino is proud of him. He smiles warmly for him, face fond. He's grown so much while Shino was away. He's an adult now, standing on his own two feet. He's thankful.

"Ha? You think I'm just buttering you up? Aaah, that's such a shame. Even my honest lines aren't working on a mature Yamagi!"