"Insensitive?", Mirage asks back, letting the word roll around in his head as he scrubs the pan clean. "Maybe you're /too/ sensitive, kiddo. You'll never get to know anyone if you just keep sitting there."
Alexander had to admit the bat wasn't entirely wrong. But he wasn't right, either, that much he knew for sure. Regardless... For once, he supposed he would try it the other man's way. Clearing his throat, he calls toward Setch and Cassy... "Erm... Hello? Good morning?"