[No, this is the reception he's used to. At least the one he's come to expect from quiet 16-year-old boys who see spirits. It's why the lack of reaction doesn't phase him at all; he opens his mouth to say thanks and turn back to his phone when he hears the chattering of the kitsune over Megumi's shoulder.]

...Shoot. I knew I should've stopped somewhere else. [He tugs his hat a little lower on his head and hunches in a little, as if planning on hiding behind Megumi (at least Megumi is a little bit taller).] Sorry to shoot you down and run, but I'm going to be even later if I don't leave now. [He fumbles with his phone, unlocking it with the distinct unfamiliarity of someone still unfamiliar with smartphones and squinting at the maps app that he has open. (It's Bing because they're in hell.)]