The laughter didn't seem to bother him. He stood quietly, hands still behind his back as his shadow wandered off again, bored with the discussion. It wouldn't take much to get Thom to say that to the druid's face. He'd do it without provocation. Yes, he might shrug it off, but it would still gnaw at him.

"Hm... I do believe having a familiar face to needle is quite comforting."