"Mm, who would imagine that a professional bodyguard would be stressed," Kurapika mumbles. He does, however, make himself let out a breath, relaxing slowly under Leorio's hands. As much as he ever relaxes, anyway. He's trying.

Then he gives a quiet snort, glancing over his shoulder again. "Hmm. We'll see - assuming I don't end up having to leave before then."

No, he's not dropping the whole thing about how little free time he has. At least he's not actually complaining anymore.