"I beg your pardon?" Business was business and that- that he handled without batting an eye, making the appropriate arrangements for the evening to come, fingers flying along the tablet until that. Wink.

People did not wink at Delta. They did not flirt with him as a rule. It wasn't done.

"I- he. Likely has other matters to attend to and I have to escort you out." Which he did, falling into step with Felix, just ahead of the burned Hawk. Having one without their helmet on just wandering about wasn't taboo but it was...unusual.