Glen can see it, and it makes him smile. He enjoys having the upper hand, but it is so often with Jack.

"I have kept to myself mostly. After what has happened here, it seems my reputation as Glen Baskerville has dwindled even more." He sighed, yes, still pouting over this. It was not his reputation that mattered, just that nearly every one he came across treated him with hostility, and it was ridiculously exhausting.

"The ones you were mourning for, did they return to you?"