He exhales audibly, then runs a hand through his hair, under his hat.

"Thank you," he manages. Were it many of the other people here, he might retort back at them. Do they say that? Who is they? But even though their journey together was short, he and Cao Pi had to rely on each other, and he's gained some respect for the man, even if he's still definitely sort of arrogant. Being called noble is an honest compliment from him, probably.

But now, as with Kuai, it feels awkward to say much else. This isn't the sort of conversation he's well-equipped to handle. "You were... writing something?" he tries.