Aerith was wondering when the anger would pop up. She could see the thunder broiling. So she waited.

And was a little surprised when he didn't snap or lash out. It had been pointed, and difficult thing to hear. Gently, Aerith gave Alan's arm a squeeze. Just thankful that he didn't lash out.

"Yes? Corvo and I can be positively chatty given the chance." Aerith tilted her head, offering a semi amused, semi puzzled look. "What, is he always quiet and brooding around you?"