He didn't laugh, even though he wanted to. The thought of a relationship dynamic with one Chrysanthemum cleaning up after all of the other's colorful personalities was entertaining, to say the least.
"Silence and celebration tend to clash, don't you think?" He ran a tip from his account to the bartender. "And guard duty in the same room as Junkers is a thankless job. You wouldn't mind a partner for this task, would you?"
