Thanks, yo! I've been freakin' out 'bout this, you know?

[He watches Trahearne as he eats again, really seeing that the other man was enjoying the meal. It helped lift some of the weight of his anxiety off his shoulders.]

Bluey said it was aight, but, I dunno. It's like she's kinda too nice to tell me if I screwed up.

[Hear that, Trahearne? Your little brother values your opinion. Sorry Lyria.]