"It's alright...I do wish you'd stay closer to the centre, it would be much easier for us to keep an eye on you...do you want to come back and get your face dealt with?" Niro asked. He'd learned his cues, when to drop his tone, soften his voice and change his expressions to fit other people.
He understood other people's emotions and could mimic or fit to them, but he didn't feel them, or care about them.