Claude was dissatisfied with Mareeks entire tone throughout his little tyrade. With a voice unusually void of it's friendly manner, Claude spoke up. "I directly asked Evan about it, I figured he might appreciate a little honesty instead of something just like the shit-show you're trying to pull here." The admission came with just a little bit of spite. Claude didn't know why Mareek had such a stick up his butt about anything to do with teams but he decided at that point that he didn't like how the boy was treating everything, like it could all be planned out like an operation. It's one thing to be knowledgeable on terrorist organisations and, apparently in Mareeks case, interrogation but it's another entirely to act like he can put it into practice. "I didn't interrogate him because no, I don't know anything about getting information from a criminal. That doesn't matter though, because Evan isn't a criminal. He also isn't a detective but he won't have to be to figure something is up when the most serious, driven guy in class suddenly tries cosying up to him." Claude looked Mareek in the eyes, focused. If anyone knew anything about exclusion, it was Claude. "You are evidently pretty knowledgeable about this subject, that's obvious. But making friends and being social? Not your wheelhouse when you don't have something to gain, if what I just heard you say about being friendly means anything. So, continue as you did, train, think of strategies, do what you've been doing to be one of the top trainers of the year." Claude waved his arm each time he listed off something Mareek could do, then gestured to everyone listening to the conversation. "That goes for you all. Just... make sure to be a little nicer to Evan is all. Don't go chasing him down just to suck up to him and be friendly. That's the last thing someone used to being set apart would be expecting and make it clear to Evan we are talking about this behind his back and, in general, up to something, which goes against being nice and friendly."