He listened and watched, only showing mild curiosity over their bickering. The two knew each other, that much was obvious, but despite their arguing there must be something more between them.

The door was open and Francœur could now see who was on the other side. Oh, he knew this robot. Suddenly, the group around him collectively looked at Deadlock at the same time. Francœur could not control them beyond making them dance, so he could do nothing to stop them when they swarmed around Deadlock and began a raunchy dance directed at him. He did not know what made them want to do that, perhaps it was something Flashpoint said that gave them the idea. Unfortunately, he could not make them go somewhere else.

His eyes were wide with shock, but he still played; he could not stop or they would all start fighting.