Casper's unaccustomed to being on this side of a protective friend's fury and surprise flickers across his features as he glances at Lilika. He recalls, distantly, Cameron telling him that the two of them were more alike than he thought. He also recalls that the conversation had pissed him off, though this doesn't make much sense to him now. He shakes his head. "Graduates, mostly. And it doesn't matter, anyway. People want to talk? Let them fucking talk."

Still keenly aware of the change in the girl's mood, he adds more quietly after a pause, "...All right?"