[Well, joke was on Jason because Vander fully intended to put himself out there to meet more of this family and understand their dynamic better with each other. They seemed like a wild lot, and the threat would always be present because Damian didn't seem like the 'give up' type of teen.

He nodded his head at the confirmation, accepting it easily. While he would pass on the information, it was useless if no one cared about it. Still, an effort would be made.

Yet, he snorted at the absurdity of the question returned to him. He expected it, and maybe half a year ago he would have confidently said that he was but these days? He was just a guy lost in the shuffle and doing what he could to protect those he cared about. Whether they needed it or not was on them.

He lifted his tumbler to his lips and took a long sip from it.]

No. I'm not particularly a spokesman for anyone, but I know them well enough to run interference to focus their attention on me to distract from a more perilous situation. And I'll defend them. Zaunites stick together; it's been us against everyone else a long time. When you have nothing, you covet that which you do. [It was the rule of the streets, engrained and basically in their DNA these days.] I assume you know about that.