He paused, before looking up, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his face. "I wasn't trying to be rude. I have a perverse sense of gallows humor, and it tends to make simple observations far more... confrontational. I wish I could be less so, but I have been fighting against it my whole life. Demon blood does that, or so I am told."<br/><br/>The last was a said with a shrug, being an open secret, and he rubbed his face. He then glared at his inbox, certain the pile of papers in it had grown while talking to the two of them, before pulling one out, and began working through it.