[Alear hardly needed to apologize for that, given the laugh it gets from Griss. He can't even resist firing back with:] It'd need to be at least half full of knives first.

[But thankfully he lets that go when Alear apologizes; it gets a half-hearted shrug from him.]

Nothin' much to say even if you did pry. But nah, you don't need to leave.

[Her presence might have annoyed him more if she hadn't opened with an off-color joke, but here they are.

...

Zephia would probably know what to say here, but Griss sure as hell doesn't. After what the Divine Dragon's been through today, he's probably the last person she wanted to run into tonight.

But here he is and here she is, and she's probably not going to find anyone else to talk to about this right now.

...So.]

Do you... want to talk.

[It's not even a question. It would probably be easy to assume he isn't trying at all... but sadly this is An Attempt, as terrible as it is.]