Raimut throws back his head and laughs. Bertie trying to be defiant looks comical, like a puppy too young to have teeth trying to chew on a shoe. He shakes his head and smiles, sunnily. There are shades of one of Jay's defiant rictus grins in the expression.

"Forgive me for not believing a man once popularly equated with hyenas has friends, would you?"