"..... Look."

He pushes the tray to the side, Pip hopping back and scrambling onto Miles' lap as the trainer crosses his legs again, fixing Ken with a look.

"I don't know what Franziska von Karma said to you - knowing her father, I should be able to bet my life that it couldn't have been anything near polite. I'll message her tomorrow to speak with her, but first - what, exactly, did she say to you?"

What did she say to you about me?