[Well. He does dress sharp-- that's something they can both agree on, something he feels perfectly confident in. As to the rest...well. He laughs his quick, barking laugh. Shrugs those hard, narrow shoulders of his.]

I won't go making any promises, now, but I certainly intend to give it a go. Only government sanctioned violence from here on out. For the moment.

[Until Mother awakens, at least. Then he'll be dancing to a different tune, entirely.]