[ Hidden disdain in a pleasant voice is not easily picked out, even by someone who habitually does the same, but her displays of indifference seem to Brandon to be a matter of restraint, at least when it comes to Haran. If there are any similar sore points in regards to the hyenas, he has no intention of searching them out. However, unless they helped Haran achieve his position, he supposes there's no reason for there to be. Another thing to look into, as the masters intended him: the exact events of the fall of the House.

So much of his mission is naturally unachievable at this stage, so Brandon lowers his gaze again. The semblance of demure gratitude, and also because he thinks she prefers it. ]

Thank you very much, Qetzi'ah. If you would find it entertaining to watch, I will give the hyenas their gifts tomorrow morning.

[ His invitation, offered with a smile directed more at the floor, has delicate icing layers of irony. Come, watch him perhaps be devoured when whatever he's planning backfires spectacularly. Or perhaps not.

It also tacitly offers her an opening to dismiss him if she'd prefer, though his overly obliging demeanor may limit any satisfaction in it to his mere absence. ]