[A dead fiancee. Sucks. But Mikado doesn't say that, letting the conversation move on and lifting the drink to his lips, companionably allowing Kida to invade his personal space and drape on him.]

I know that. I was just amused out how sentimental I am too.

[He shakes his head, downing the glass without savoring it.]

I'm not too concerned about your baggage.