While Abel knew he hadn't been heading into a friendly situation, he found more malice in Sapphire than he had thought.  When she glared at him, scathing emerald green into azure blue, his own eyes lost their friendliness.  He could feel his pride prickled, mirrored by a slight electric current that rushed through him, causing the hairs on his neck and arms to stand on end.  For the love of pete, he had just been trying to be nice, and this girl seemed bent on hating him.  Just as strong as his indignation was Abel's disbelief; this was the person that Ozpin thought capable of leading the team?

“Right then,” he spat, circling over to a dark brown visitor's chair and plopping down.  As he id so, he came within a couple feet of Sapphire, and undoubtedly his superior height wasn't lost on her.  “Taking it back.  Not glad at all.”  Though he badly wanted to expound on the subject, he managed to overcome his spike of anger in time to avoid snarling something that he might regret.  Instead, he rested his head in his hand, leaning via his elbow on the arm of the chair.  Forgotten was the girl's mention of Kuhaku's forgetfulness.  As he attempted to relax, the hostility gradually left his face, becoming a sort of dejected grimace.  Sapphire's seemingly unprovoked nastiness robbed him of all his thunder, his excitement at being a part of a real time.  He just didn't know what to say.

Out of nowhere appeared Gren.

Abel might have jumped if he weren't so tired.  He watched, completely engrossed, as Gren unpacked his strange assortment of items upon the counter, and start working on the cake.  As the sweet aroma wafted through the air, Abel realized how hungry he was.  He waved drily when Gren invited him to make himself comfortable, but bore him no ill will.  He and the orc were perhaps the most alike out of any in the room, and not just because they were both more or less uninjured.  With a thankful nod of his head Abel accepted the cake, and he began eating rather gravely, wordlessly appreciative that Gren had arrived to take control of the awkward situation.  When the faunus offered a slice to Sapphire, Abel paused, half expecting to see her flip the gift onto the floor out of spite.