[ He makes a noise that can only be described as humorless humor. A huff of air. ] That's exactly what Helix likes doin'... that's th' thing, I'm sure they'd get along just fine if they could stop bein' so darn stubborn about hatin' each other.
[ The hand on his shoulder does well to calm him down a bit, despite the bubbling frustration. ] Thanks, Lacus. I really don't know what I'd do without you, sometimes.