Bianchi scoffed softly at the word idiocy obviously thinking that was exactly what this stemmed from. Her eyes scanned the room as people muttered quietly and shifted, muscles tightening around them. She finished her own drink and set the can aside.

Her eyes slid sideways to Reborn, waiting for his signal. She didn't want to step on his lecture to the masses of morons. And if anyone felt apologetic it would behoove them to listen to the apology. The looks in the room were making that more and more unlikely. "It amazes me, that after being confronted with our situation we still have not received a single word of hospitality." She murmured. "So very very rude."