Leaning back now and smiling at that bit of information. "I actually hadn't." The wry tone is accompanied by him turning around just a little to squint at Aidan, before he settles back against the seat.

"And how long did he have to wrestle with our lovely Lia to get that done?"

Those two. Forever bickering like children -- at least, when they weren't getting along like the mad little misfits they were.