Adrasteia brandishes her fork at Asterion, though her face is somewhere between shock, resignation, and intense amusement.

"You're my friend and I worry about my friends! Besides this, I have to keep working with Ellis, so if you don't mind I would prefer that he go on about his life blissfully unaware that I have feelings in his direction, thank you very much."

She stabs her eggs to make a point.

"Not being happy eats at people in the darkest places, and while you're quite accustomed to such things I'm sure, I am allowed to worry."