[Grey doesn't laugh or smile, though neither does he look displeased. Instead, he's contemplative. His gaze is intent in a way similar to his earlier, awestruck staring, but there's more lucidity behind it, thoughts to accompany the sense of wonder.]

I'm honored.

[Grey says it with a touch of the sardonic and yet... It's true. Manabu's pretty much already said that he doesn't normally do this sort of thing (and even if it hadn't, it isn't hard to figure out just from Manabu's workaholic personality) so Grey seems to be an exception. Why, he's not entirely sure, but he can't help but be grateful for it.

He finally starts smiling, though it's more than a bit rueful.]

I assure you that my intentions were pure when I went to find you, but it seems that I have trouble keeping my hands to myself where you're concerned.

[So if it's of any reassurance to Manabu: He's not the only one who can't help himself.]