With another twitch of his ears, Lee's head turned to the door. His ki-- Gen, was upset. Probably over what Zeke had said. He gave Zeke a glance, before walking over to Gen's side. He knelt down beside him, resting a paw on Gen's head.
"Hold on, kid. He isn't talking about you, you know that, right? You've been... nowhere near as disruptive as another other kid could have been. Trust me, I know from experience," he chuckled. "Don't go getting all beat up because of some pansy being a pansy, alright?" Lee petted Gen gently, smiling. An act that was strange to do, still. And honestly with all his fangs it might come off as threatening...