Oh dammit. For someone who was nominally not a performer and had no interest in being one, Ginko seemed to have quite a lot of trouble avoiding spectators.

"No." It was almost impressive how quickly he answered, given that he was in the middle of trying to get hold of the rodent-thing's front legs so they would stop flailing and scrabbling at him. But this wasn't quite bad enough that he felt he could justify getting help from a patron. "Thank you for your concern, I have it-- have it under control."