If he thinks anything of the estranged thing, he doesn't show it. "I won't be visiting the Grimm Troupe at all if I can help it," he emphasises. "The performing arts aren't my specialty." He means: they're not part of Hallownest's history (as far as he's aware) - and it sounds like the kind of event that draws a crowd.

He bites back an I'll manage! The Knight gets the final say. He has committed.

Only a little stiffly, he nods. More rattling around in the shop then. No, that's bitter - he likes his shop, no need to be dramatic.

"I'll follow your lead," he says simply, and sets his cup aside. "You've made a fine guide so far."

He does tilt his head slightly, eyeing the way they're sprawled. There is a heavily implied but unspoken Comfy? in that look.