Ivan exhales when B doesn't sound too offended and doesn't seem like he's siding with Pride. Or is at least wary of Pride and the bodyguards. That's encouraging. In a sad sort of way when he thinks about it. Okay, maybe he can risk it.

"... I miss him... He wrote that song about traveling the world with friends, and he was so close to doing so. Even if the circumstances aren't that good for the musicians involved, and we both left. In different ways."

Drawing closer, acting like he's helping to adjusting a box and then says low to B's ears only, "... Do you... understand what I'm saying?"

His voice is decidedly male and Ivan's then. It doesn't belong to the middle aged woman he appears as at all. There's more than meets the eye.