"Oh." He seemed almost disappointed by this. As Sam mentioned an inhuman fable, his eyes widened. "Is it, now?" He waved away the apology. "I'm not offended," he said, taking a sip from his shot glass. "And that's interesting. Do you get along? Griffin is...terribly demanding, horribly arrogant, and ruthlessly cold." He paused. "We see eye on eye concerning a few subjects."