James narrows his eyes on Lloyd for a brief moment before answering in a surprisingly calm tone, considering those more provoking statements.
[i]"Yes, Mister Haythorn, correct in all points. I am glad that you were able to follow. You don't have to bother with the grave insight of this undertaking, just with the execution. She says 'fetch', and you fetch, to put it bluntly."[/i] He keeps his neutral and cold stare up when Lloyd looks over to the girl. No indication is given if he is hiding his anger over the Gangrel, or if he truly feels indifferent about his words. His entire demeanor so far would imply the latter, but he might as well just be a pretty good actor.
[i]"And, of course, you are free to act as you see fit -if- Seven declares a Camarilla offical as one of the culprits. You are to trust in her judgement, no exceptions. Not for the Camarilla, not for either one of you, not even for me."[/i] He doesn't even comment on Lloyds rejection of the apartments, obviously he could hardly care less. The same could be assumed for the condition the tables surface was in, by now.
[i]"Anything else?"[/i], the Ventrue asks, surveying the faces of his other two guests at the table.