Yeah. I mean, he spent most of the bloody conversation trying to find a way to piss me off, but I figured that was either just me, or... y'know, everybody in this place wasn't so vashedan sensitive.

[An expansive shrug, and then a bit of laughter-]

Guess he doesn't know enough about the Qun for the right words to say. Nice go with the 'oh, she likely hates Vints' bit, and there you are, my fuckin' favorite.

[But he meant Seheron. They both know he meant Seheron.]

[She doesn't want to talk about Seheron.]