[Rolls his eyes and gives a dismissive wave of his hand.]

Alright, alright. Not another word about it.

[He leans back against the railing a little too casually, resting one elbow on it while taking a drag of his smoke.]

Neglecting, shit. That's not it, but you can't deny he's distracted. He's so worried about Ace losing it that he probably couldn't tell you if anyone over here was acting weird.

[And don't think he didn't notice where that left hand went. He juts his chin toward it.]

What, you got a problem?