"Mostly." Roman scoffs and shakes his head. But he's just toying with Lydia. Why? Because he's trying to see how to best get a response from her. "If otherwise, you now have two professional assholes to help you handle that."

He throws a glance to the other side of the couch and is very disappointed to see that Peter is doing a great statue impression. What the hell. This can be fun, this can be normal. Why the distant act? Lydia is great. Is he sore that Roman got to her, it seems, first? The thought pleases and revolts him. It's all weird.

"Right?" Long fingertips reach out to tuck his hair. The reach brushes his lips against Lydia's hair. She smells lovely.