"Even here, we were old friends..." He adds very quietly, with a hint of sorrow for a friendship broken one way or another in every world he knows of. The tea, apology, and Balthazar's explanation have given him a chance to compose and calm himself again.

"I understand I am... something of a singularity," He gives a mild grimace again, and smoothes the expression away with a sigh. "You're not the first person to accuse me of wrongdoing in the name of my alternates." He glances at Dave meaningfully. "Quite frankly, it's getting a little old. I'm not him. If ever I should meet him, or you'd care to direct him my way, I'll be certain to share my frustrations over mistaken identity with him very firmly." There's still plenty of menace there, but it's not Dave it's directed at.