[He glances over -- despite his intentions, he can tell he's poked a bruise. It may be time to back off on the personal stuff. That glimpse into drow society might have raised a dozen more questions (not least, what he even thought about Mina or Tama, coming from that framework), but. Not now.]

[He pulls his knees up to sit crosslegged on the bench, trying to sound casual, like he didn't notice Kimmuriel's tone.]

...the young fool got kicked around by sharks, and the old one had to prostrate himself to curry favour for a "dead man", so... which of us did get ahead, in the end?