"Oh, thanks." Soren's cheeks only went a little bit pink, and he stood up and stretched, cigarette between his lips. He went to go grab a towel, returning to set it in a chair and flop down.
He didn't understand Alexia's line of questioning, but went with it. "I do. Not as well as Cass, but yeah. He's awesome, one of the nicest guys I know." He winced faintly as he stretched the thigh that Al had marked, but then smiled. The pain didn't bother him so much.