[A smile spreads across Midori's face.]

I don't know what you mean.

[Why he's here... He steps around the addict with only a murmured, "I am working today" to the hand that raises up towards him next so pitifully. As a doctor Midori can be charitable. As a Killjoy he lacks mercy. He didn't follow Lavi down here because he is a doctor. It's a weird dichotomy most struggle to understand about him, something that would almost be compartmentalizing if Midori didn't embrace all the horrible in his life so readily.

Anyway...]

If you keep hitting on my nurse she's going to take you seriously. You should get some shame.

[Just saying, bro. You've got a problem. And this is him not answering the original question as they come to a split in the path. Midori looks up curiously, eyes tracing the ceiling, noting the age even as he deftly moves a would-be thief out of his way. He has no problem with touching the unwashed masses. ...Probably shouldn't pat them on the shoulder like they're an amusing Pomeranian he's encountered when they try to take advantage of him though.]

Which way~.