Hunkered back on his heels, Will's eyes never left the kittens. If it seems like he's deliberately avoiding looking at the young man he's speaking with it's probably because that's exactly what he's doing. Nothing personal, and quite honestly it's probably safer for Accelerator that Will is keeping his eyes on the kittens verse studying micro expressions and body language.

"Benign perhaps, but certainly aggravating," the older man mutters the words at a level that could suggest he was talking to himself, or to Accelerator.

Reaching out to nudge a tumbling baby fur ball towards a noodle, Will's next words are a distinct question to his neighbor.

"What sort of danger is on order for these missions?" He still doesn't look towards Accelerator's face, but he does turn his head towards him, just keeps his eyes cast towards the ground under the young man's feet.