[At that, Yano frowns. His tone is one of disbelief as he glares.]

You may be an octopus, but don't think I can't tell when I'm gettin' some hostile looks.

[... Despite the fact that the other's eyes can't even be seen that well like this. He won't admit it, but Yano tends to a habit of assuming the worst of others and that most people looking in his direction are doing so with some kind of distaste, or think he's easy to take advantage of. As such, he scoffs, making some kind of dismissive gesture with his own hands here as he tries to keep his usual flow of words going.]

You think you can just walk up to where I'm standin' and act like we're rockin' in the same boat, need to work together to float? No thanks.