[There's something endearing about that seriousness. It's not something that Ethan's ready to whip out at a moment's notice. People come, people go, and once you make that bond you open yourself up to all the good and bad that comes with it.]

[Not that Artemy doesn't make progress just by agreeing to the birthday presents. Ethan shifts up in his seat a bit, a cheeky grin sticking on his face.]

I don't know, what kinda fancy dinners are you used to? For me, let's see... Something like a steak dinner! With a professional cook. You think we got any chefs in the faction?

[With that, he kicks his chair back, leaning on the back two legs and looking over the swath of collected Lost Souls. He is balanced pretty precariously but, well, that scaly tail does actually help him counter-weigh.]