He laughs (or, well, not quite laughs; it's a single huff of air, and a flash of teeth, as he glances away to the space Estinien once occupied). "Having sampled that thing's 'Gifts' in Venera I'm inclined to agree. Better for us all, to see it brought low."

Should he take it personally, that he seems to be one of the few Kenomans Estinien hasn't tried to kill? He can only hope it's because his First Friend has staked that claim, though there's a lingering whisper that says no, it's that he's become a very small fish in a pond increasingly full of sharks.

A light shrug, and he glances back to Matt. "Now we wait to see what the Pleroma do next; his loss, and hers, must pain them."