Azrael watched all of this with calm attention, as if this sort of thing was perfectly normal in this pseudo-family of misfits. When Tristan bit out at Genny however, he knew nothing was going to come of this tactic.
"People," he said, raising his voice to be heard above whatever retort Genny made to the jab. "I think some music would be just the thing right now. Varian, since you're the most talented in the room...?" He motioned into the lower study, which had been converted into a music room of sorts, and he hoped the appeal to Varian's pride would convince him to entertain long enough to get Tristan to relax. The other man's shoulders were tense-tight and he was clearly out of sorts if he was willing to snap at Genny.