Seifer just rose an eyebrow very slowly at him, unimpressed and unmoved by that smile. It might work on most, but not on someone who makes it his business to learn how to dig under people's skin. Which involves watching them. A lot.

"Bullshit. You're only a good liar to people who don't know you," He offers idly, munching on another potato before he slides the tray toward Nida. "If you don't wanna talk about it that's fine. Just sayin'. I'm not gonna be an ass about it again."

He didn't know Nida enough to be willing to be that ear. He is now.