Despite the others giving Karrin lots of space, Ivan doesn't treat her any different. She may not be in command of him, but she is still his superior. Everyone is in Ivan's eyes. So when she asks him about coffee, he's taken back for that reason rather than her loss of rank.

"Eh?" Ivan looks up from the dummy he has been chucking shuriken at for the past hour or so. He barely keeps the one from his fingers from flying out of them, but if it had, it would have landed safely on the dummy. His aim has been improving since he was sent to S.I. There were so many reasons for the motivation. He's not quite at bulls-eye accuracy, but he hits the target now. Instead of every place around it. "Oh, um. Sure..."

He goes for a towel resting on his bag to wipe his face down. It's time for a break anyways.