Cazali took in all the information with a degree of awe- something he hadn't felt before was clouding his thought process a bit, so he simply seemed to stare off in to space without reacting. Someone was genuinely trying to be helpful and useful, without equal demands in return. And it wasn't a human.

Caz blinked harshly, shaking his head and placing a hand on his hat, tilting the brim in the line of his vision. This was weird, and he felt...strange, but it wouldn't due to be off-putting to a budding, potential...ally figure.

"...he's going to try and paint me as a malicious party, no doubt. Say I'm dangerous if I get my medals back. But if they can't hold someone accountable for the past..." His voice was soft, and completely lacked the mocking lilt. "There's Kamen Riders on the ship who are probably going to side with him-" The paranoia bubbled up in his tone, before he sighed and shrugged. "So, is it any better to fill out paperwork and go through red tape, or should I just hazard taking my core medals back by my own power?" Cazali was... genuinely asking. "I'm stronger-willed than most of my kind, but I don't know if I could stand being mandated by some- some rulers that my medals aren't my property anymore. Not a third time."