It was Pietro's turn to laugh; a sharp, amused bark of a laugh. "It's been retired to the closet, I'm afraid, until the next zombie invasion." There had been other potential responses, but he'd decided to shelve them in favor of the joke. In a way, the City had been good for him - he hadn't exactly dealt with any of his issues, but without a battle around every corner, he'd been able to lighten up a little.
He reached out to shake the hand. "A pleasure, Elle."