Vax sighed silently at - well, all of them. Kashaw's perfunctory complaints, as if he wasn't lonesome and terrified of what might've become of Z, fooling no one. Percy's... Did he really not know what he looked like, both filthy and gleaming, practically naked without a longcoat and array of firearms, or was he just being sly about it? And Vex, as bold and as beautiful as always. Vex. Gods be praised.

"Oh good. Drinks. It's been so long since we've sat down for a few rounds," he stabbed a hard look at either of the men whilst his sister's attention was elsewhere. There were things, most things, that Vex ought to know about. He didn't believe 'Their Birthday' was one of them. And not now, of all times. "Prepare yourself for the shortest bar crawl you've ever had," he announced, before leading them to the cafe.