He comes back into the sitting room with three beers, two in his hand and one under his arm. it's been a while since he's had to adjust to the slight disability. There's still an air of tension in the room as he sets the drinks on the table and pushes one toward Kal, then takes a seat beside Mera, thigh to thigh with her in an obvious show of unity.

"You should at least get a chance to say your piece, I guess."