Either option elicits a smile from Enoch, who immediately suppresses it. They're less than ten minutes away from someone saying something that causes the other person to walk away, because that's how all of their conversations go now. It's not in Enoch's nature to blunt his sharp edges for the sake of keeping the peace. But it's also past 3 AM, and he's too tired to go for the most confrontational thing to say right now.

"How unfortunate for you. The longer things go on, the more parties you'll be forced to attend." He glances over his shoulder at the cottage (the front door of his apartment). "They've already turned an emergency situation into an all-night floor party."