Jenso frowned at Luke. It was true, he wasn't feeling any hangover at all. Was his Ki stopping it somehow? Regardless, he didn't care much about that right now. Jenso walked over to him. [color=f26522]"I'm...I'm sorry about before..."[/color] Jenso muttered, feeling ashamed as he looked at the ground. [color=f26522]"I don't regret defending Lark, but...I shouldn't have responded in such an agressive way. Mom ended up leaving you for him, or at least, that's how it seems...so I understand why you hate him."[/color] Jenso muttered. He was even more gentle when he spoke the last part, speaking in a very sad tone. He did not try to make it sound engaging or insulting at all, but simply wanted to try to reason with Luke. [color=f26522]"I didn't even know that Lark met my mom, I don't think he even realised that I was her son."[/color] Jenso stated.