[Walks through trees but not doors, does sense the temperature... Mysterious. The fashion sense doesn't throw him though, since apparently dudes in his world just casually go shirtless as normal attire. Seems fine.]

I feel like you're not being completely serious. But we've worked hard to keep this place together, between the floods and blizzards and all-out warfare it's had to withstand. Like the paintings?

[He tips his head toward the murals decorating the walls as he then sets the half-sack of flour on top of the bar for someone else to put away. Maybe if he slips away now, nobody will know he's the one who lost a bunch of it.]