"Pleasure to meet you, the Iron Bull," Theron said, with a tip of his head in greeting, "Theron Shan. Part time advisor, fulltime babysitter for the most irresponsible man in the galaxy."

Said with fondness.

And if there was any curiosity in Theron about seeing someone of an unfamiliar species, he most certainly didn't show it, looking much friendlier and more open than Aden usually did, and a little bit amused, "And about Rivix? Yeah, I'd say he meant that."

"I did," Aden confirmed, with a bit of a shrug, and while it was less openly emotional again, there was an air of playfulness to it nonetheless.

As for the thing with the knife, Theron shrugged a little, "Sometimes with Sith that's how you've got to communicate to get through the aggression."

The voice of experience, mirrored in Aden's slight shrug of that's just how it is.

"Not that we encourage it- oh, and Dee? Lana says the guy's medical expenses are on you."

That got a bit of a grunt from the Chiss who rolled his eyes, "Yeah? Good thing I've got the Emperor to pick up my tab then."

"Seriously?"

"He is funding us, isn't he?" Aden reasoned, before looking like he just remembered something, "Oh, and have some tailors and weapon designers at the ready for when we get back. Should be fine for hunting, but well..."

A look at the Iron Bull then, hinting that he meant that it would probably be preferable for both of them to leave anything about the train that they didn't need to bring with them behind. Starting with the clothing.

"You can bill that to me," He added, since that was the least he could do, really.