The concrete answer first thing does at least quell some of that sudden burst of anger. "Good." He responds curtly as he settles his weight back on his heels. He snorts softly at that. "Smart."

None of this has helped his earlier restlessness, however. His eyes keep scanning the room, tracing over each face, hoping to find his sister in the crowd. He'd even take the too thin, lanky frame of Klaus right now if he could have at least one of them here.