Trusting Tatsuma with both guarding groceries and composing an ode at the same time is a mistake. He's still thinking it over when Yamato runs back with his glorious chariot.

Oh well. He'll figure something out on the way.

Though he does glance around to make sure no one's particularly paying attention, he'll grab the basket and hop into the cart, settling down with the basket in his arms. Hmm, how to start...

"An ode to Janet."

Pause. He's totally got this.