Not one to skip out on the offer of a good drink, Allelujah filled his glass appropriately. That mildly-numb sensation that accompanied the burning in his chest was nice, making it a lot easier to relax. Without thought, he sat down next to his friend. In the back of his mind, there was the slight stir of Hallelujah, but he didn't seem terribly interested in the events occurring.

"So... to you, Lockon, and all you work for?" he suggested, grinning. Was he being coy? Hard to tell.