"Are you going to waggle a finger at me as well?"

He can't help but to challenge her in that but he will take her words to heart. Perhaps this world is not the Barrel, but he does see mankind in a certain way and it will take a lot to change that opinion. It was born in death and grief and fed each and every day he fought for his life. It would take even more than how much things had changed because of the woman before him. Because of Jesper and Wylan, Nina and Matthias.

But he hasn't come that far.

He suspects he is definitely a pigeon and he would likely be eaten alive in their world. At least in Kaz's mind. He's known only a few he would call good men, and they would have been eaten alive as well. He thinks of Colm Fahey in that moment when she speaks of Sam. But that isn't the important part, his gaze narrowing as he leans in closer to her.

"What do you mean? Lost how?"

But she tries to move on, and he isn't letting it go but he gives her a look at that. "Do you think you can manage that? Have you ever?" It's a cruel taunt and again there's the soft rub of his thumb over her finger at his words.

That gets a nod though.

"You should. If you're going to have the skill, you should work to perfect it as you have so much else."