Well. That's true as well. He hasn't seen him angry. Nor does he particularly want to, all things considered. A person never really aspires to see their friends in such moods, if they can help it. Not with such an emotion directed at them certainly.

He glances around the room and takes another sip of his drink as John redirects his attention.

"I suppose that it's for the best," he says. "It's the first event of its kind, everyone is probably trying to at least pretend to get along. Trying not to get too excited in case it all goes to shit. You know." He offers another little shrug.