"Wisdom does not come from muscle." Springlatch let out quickly and silently towards Pepper, hoping that Sakura didn't hear him as he didn't wish to invoke her ire upon himself. He'd go back to half heartedly chewing on the same fillet he'd started with while listening to the others speak. Though his thirst seemed to be showing as he started on a third cup of tea. And as he sipped, he'd reach up to itch the side of his face some, knocking his goggles about lightly and resulting in one lense covering an eye. He didn't seem to care to shift it, but it have him a rather monocled appearance.