"... Yeah. I'd like that." A sigh. A little tension seems to bleed out of him. "Thanks."

Tendi is... fine. He doesn't think she'd judge either of them on what's on that chip no matter how bad some of it looks. Probably wouldn't mind too much if she had some questions for him about it all either.

But then his eyes snap open and he straightens up, frowning suddenly.

"Not Lark."