[ Reggie's quiet, idly chewing at his cheek as he considers Nick's answer. It does help a little to hear, files down a few of the sharp edges of what's been bothering him somewhat, but he realizes there is something else he should say to try and finally remove that thorn from his paw entirely. ]

When I was locked in the trunk I could hear some of what you guys were talking about. You do know that, right?

[ Not everything and not in detail, but enough that he's been able to retroactively fill in some contextual blanks with what he now knows about Kavinsky's contract, and enough to give him... an impression about their relationship. At the time he had dismissed most of it, but since then, for a number of reasons, he has felt less and less like the priority in that situation at all.

He breathes out. It shouldn't matter anymore, he knows, but it's only gotten harder rather than easier. ]

Need them for what?