[Kun turns his attention from the menu to her - attentive, thoughtful.

Sheena makes no such effort. Lexa's words, as careful as they are, are met with an open scoff this time. Sheena is capable of being charming- charismatic and generous, but she doesn't seem to be making the slightest effort, here and now.]

Recent- [The word is clearly the beginning of a much longer exclamation, sharp and slightly too loud. But she bites her tongue, seeming to reconsider before continuing. She leans forward, arms still crossed.] Your group has been trying to help matters? That's news to me. I've never seen you speaking on the streets. You aren't volunteering at the local branches. I don't know a thing about 'your group', whoever they are. You just showed up in the right place at the right time, and honestly? Not that I don't appreciate you helping Kun out - that's why I'm here - but it all seems pretty convenient to me.

[The words come out all at once, hot on each other's tails. Clearly something she's been thinking about- worried about, perhaps.]

It's all just words, isn't it? What does your help mean to us?