They take their head a little, nearly a twitch.

Lemm makes mistakes, which they can accept, but his reaction now isn't one. The raising of the emotion they certainly have wasn't a problem he needs blame for. And they're controlling the negative.

Mostly.

They hesitate, wondering--

...wondering more than they need to.

The Knight shuffles across the counter to settle well within reach; close enough to try leaning in against shell and beard, particularly careful not to catch the latter.