"Mm, touchy, then?" he asked, as if it didn't bother him. "Jack and the Flash never minded," he said simply, a touch put-upon, as if the fact that he was so distressed by it was a matter of sticking points, rather than a quest for privacy.

Then again, he had often walked in on Jack in the middle of...some interesting positions. He supposed he should count himself lucky that Harrison wasn't so compromised.

"Perhaps next time I'll knock," he added, although it was unlikely that he'd remember. Shade was...used to simply coming and going as he pleased, no matter who it was. One of the worst parts about knowing Shade was the knowledge that he may just show up at any time. Most in Opal were used to it, and well... Jay? Jay had figured out a while ago that Shade wasn't all that dangerous. Could be, but he wasn't.

"I actually came to talk shop, if you want to have a seat."