They've been firm with me, but I haven't actually been hit by anything yet. It seems like they have given you better aim.

[ Seimei reaches out to the side with one arm, gesturing slightly to call over one of the hand towels from the kitchen. It flies out like a cotton butterfly to his hand, draping down so he can then offer it to Dean. ]

They are certainly upset by our intrusion. I wonder how long it has been since they've seen other passengers? Ah, you aren't hurt, are you?