Oh no. He kind of appreciated it when people greeted him back with an insult. His lips twitched into an almost smile and he pressed his knuckles against his mouth to hide it. He was supposed to be upset still, or something. He didn't know what Ronan had done.

"Figures," he said, moving his hand away from his face. "How've you been since, you know, all that shit happened?" He didn't really care, but he was making an opening to ask about something more specific.