Jon's reluctant, but he concedes after a second of one last huff, moving to take the seat offered to him. He's quiet for a moment, appreciating the seaside, before he speaks.

"...It's a little bit funny. But still."

No traces of the previous offense lingers. Hard to stay mad about the opinions of a dead man, after all.

"So, you're a Leeds, then? Do you mind if I ask which?"