Matias responded to Bane with a raised eyebrow, nothing more; if Bane was speaking good of them, surely these friends could be trusted, so no need to question it. Besides, he now had Midnight daring to question him. His brow furrowed as quickly as it raised.

"You know exactly what I mean. Shoving yourself where you shouldn't and insisting on doing it even when you're missing a pint of blood. Remember that you're only slightly better from what happened."

With almost every annunciation, he pressed a finger against Midnight's chest, not hard enough to hurt but just enough that it felt firm.

Oleander stood silent to take a breath, then approached Iris slowly, closer and closer until the two were probably half a feet apart.

"I INSIST."

No further elaboration.