Cliff wasn't expecting that reaction, and more than anything it told him he'd stepped on a touchy subject. Asking Albel if he was alright seemed like it would only be playing against his pride. He speared some noodles and began twisting them around his fork.

"It's not as far off as you might think. We know how to find that bastard," He nodded at the intercom. "It's the getting there that's gonna be a problem."

He didn't know if Albel or Nel knew that much about the arts and crafts group. He couldn't remember if he'd mentioned it to Nel, but he was sure he hadn't told Albel yet. It was still strange. He'd met Nel once, but he felt like he could trust her. Albel..he never knew what to think.