[ He is this close to sticking his tongue out in response to Silco, but no. He's an adult. He can act like one.

Or so he tells himself as he leans back in his chair, his lips pursed in a pout. ]

Excuuuuse me for not spending my every waking hour working. Ever thought you might be just built different from everyone else?

[ So much for that maturity. Ragna grabs his own glass as well, raising his eyebrow at Jinx. He's aware how stressful it must be, seeing her father clearly affected by... something, but still, it's unusual to see her so flustered. He figures inserting some of his trademark bad humor can't make things any worse. ]

Dunno, old man over here might keel over if you force him to eat twice in the same week.