"You...asked?"

Catches on quick, doesn't he?

He invites himself to across from Nicolas, steepling his fingers in front of him as he watches him.

"Why?"

There are alot of other things he would like to say right now. Pain and anger and confusion war within him. Emotions he would never have acknowledged previously. But he holds it all back and waits, covering it with an air of vague amusement.

He will hear his reasoning first.