Oh, the smile never falters. He's so good. His fingernails are itching in their gloves. "Ah, you go in for puns. Magnificent. No wonder Crow flocked to your side. Quite the feather in your cap." His nose wrinkles. "Not the best, but you see how little I have to work with.

"How are you liking the hall of mirrors?" Special someone, his ass. Then again, Crow does seem to have worried about him a lot. It's almost touching.