[ Chuckling now, in spite of himself. The heaviness of the earlier topic replaced with mirth because -- no, on second thought, never mind. ]

Hey Bri? Can Stanley and Yulia come over to join us for dinner?

[ He'd show you the photo, but Yulia doesn't know you quite yet and he doesn't want to put her in the awkward position that the mage is clearly putting her in by having taken that picture. ]

I mean. We are a blade now. And... it might be a good idea for you to get to know them a little better.