Michi stiffens in surprise at the question, then frowns, embarrassed. Was he being weird...? He must have been, if it was noticeable. There's no possible way he could try to explain what was up, even if he wanted to. What's he going to say, that he's never seen a countdown timer before despite living here most of his life?

Yeah, no. That's not an option. With one last lingering look back at the counter, he turns to completely face the person.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine."

He sounds less convinced about that than he should, and the smile he flashes to try to sell it doesn't reach his eyes.