His eyes snapped back to her, as she spoke. "You know what that's about, don't you?" He didn't bother asking what it was. From the little he'd seen of... 'powerful' types, on the boards, she wasn't likely to tell him, anyway. But it would at least... be something, if someone know what it was all about.
When she walked about being there, his jaw set, unsure if she was there all the time- at work, and at 'play'. He didn't dare ask, not sure he really wanted to know.