"Sounds like you're fitting right in with the rest of us then, Princess." He doesn't mean to sound so bitter, but the observation leaves his mouth before he realises it sounds kind of bitter. He doesn't know her very well, but it isn't hard to see she's a little more reserved than she had been in the past. He wishes he knew how to reach out and comfort her, but for now dragging her out for a drink is as close as he can get.

He herds her into an elevator and sends it to the lobby, casting a side glance at her when she starts to speak. "You what?" He thins his eyes behind his shades, brows knitting together. "Y'mean he was telling you about my glorious exit? And he came off all intimidating?" This is just guessing. "Sounds like my Bro. Er. Brother.. Lusus thing."