[Sunglasses indoors do give off a bit of a “don’t look at me” kind of vibe, but in fairness, Liem radiates that vibe fairly often, just as he wears sunglasses indoors fairly often. Now is simply one of the times when he definitely doesn’t want to take them off.

When John wanders over, Liem looks up and notes the familiar figure making his way through the space. His first reaction is to be a little annoyed, but given John’s unique status given his relationship to both factions, his face is probably the least worrying one Liem could end up seeing right now. An ally might feel like interrogating him; an enemy might want to cause trouble. But John? He’s probably just here to drink whatever’s in that cup he’s holding.]

Fame is a pernicious affliction, [he agrees dryly. Freeing one hand from his cup, he gestures at the other seat at his table; since John came all the way over to talk to him, he may as well sit.]

Please, feel free to join me. As long as you aren’t also here to congratulate me for taking a light beating from a teenager.