[ Gavin snorts with a mouthful of food, covering his mouth absently. He's never been able to unlearn all the years of propriety training he was forced through as a kid. Damn high society freaks. ]

Yeah. Maybe if the detective thing doesn't work out he can work as a life coach or something. [ He keeps eating, already almost halfway done. Gavin looks up at him, swallowing with a bob of his throat. ]

I have noticed, by the way. That you've been better. [ He clenches his jaw for a moment. ]