"No, I haven't. I had hoped he'd appear at the altercation the other day. I should ask Daemon if he has. He tends to remember useful details." He set down his fork and rested his chin on his fist, studying Angel anew with his golden eyes. "If you wish to be secretive, you should be careful with your other statements." He had no right to chide or tease, so his tone was simple. However, Saetan couldn't keep the corners of his mouth from trying to lift into a smile.