He shrugs at the gross part.

"Nah, wasn't that bad. There was that one time with the dead bear youkai we slaughtered, he kinda blew up all over the place. Then there's that ink painter that had blood, ink and other hella nasty stuff in there..."

Oh hey the ramen's done, time to quit grossing people out. He's quiet for a few minutes while he munches his food.

"What kind of weapon training do you have?"

He's asking to figure out if he could count on her to keep her ass safe.