"Does it matter?" It didn't, he knew it. He had his place and if his removal from the manner hadn't been enough of a reminder, having to handle the paperwork reinforcing Locus' legal status as York's would. The very idea was...wearying.

Though it did warm him, somewhat, to have some validation from Felix. And the touch to his back- how often did anyone reach out to him? York used to but- now he had Locus and it didn't happen anymore. He had no one. "I work for the family. He is my boss. I cannot force him to take me."