He shrugs - poor, poor pitiful me - and gives Bill a smile that's only going to get him into hotter water. There's no saving him, though; none of this seems like a big deal to him, and he's utterly incapable of pretending it is. It's a free country, after all, and Dana can go wherever she wants with whoever she wants. If her probably-brother doesn't like it, he can tell the nearest hole in the ground.

"It's actually my first time here," he says brightly. His gaze shifts Dana's way, over and down, and he says a little quieter, "So who is he, Dana? Your brother?"

Bill can still hear. Of course Bill can still hear. Fox just can't bring himself to care.