[He just tilts his head, entirely not understanding. He doesn't realize that lying to a cop so Akira doesn't come back to Leblanc shaking is protecting him from himself, from getting lost in his head and shaking his way through making coffee and cleaning equipment. He registers belatedly that it's... unusual, perhaps, but--]

...it's the same as always, you having a fit and shaking out of your skin up here is inconvenient. I'm simply ensuring the optimal response. [He sounds like a fucking robot when he says it, and he knows that. He can't make himself settle on the idea that he cares. That he's capable of being a caring person.]