Ren blinked slowly, turning his gaze down to look at the other man in surprise. Though surprise on his face only came out as a slight look of aliveness. It took too much to change his face completely and it wasn't even that he wouldn't. It just didn't come naturally in the first place. Friends? Why would Tristian want to be friends with him, even if he said it was for the sake of their business relationship? Such reasoning escaped Ren. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his normal placidness about him. "I...don't need it," he managed, sounding only a little affected. "And I don't get uncomfortable easy, so it's okay." So far, nothing in this business bothered him besides being stuck in too warm of clothes, but that was the business also. It was his job to look beautiful in the end.