I will...attempt to not let familial pride get the better of my good judgment in the future Lupin. [Adele sighs and rubs her face, slowly coming down from the adrenaline high. The clasp on the shoulder pulls a sharp, reflexive flinch from her, Adele curling in on herself in a burst of panic before she freezes. Safe. As safe as she can be in this place. Relatively speaking.]

You can be a nice man Lupin. And that does warrant thanks.