Pok's laughter is silent, but no less clear. He then gestures at himself with a slightly abashed expression though, hopefully getting across that Riz gets that from him. Pok knows he had been a pretty stubborn bastard too.

Though, admittedly, while he had taken the job to do good in the world, there was a small part of him that revelled in the adrenaline of it all, the thrill of the chase and the showmanship. That is something he hasn't noted in Riz as much. No, he is his mother's son, inheriting her earnest drive.

"You know, it's really rude to gossip about someone right in front of them," Riz grumbles, mostly embarrassed.