[Lazarus is equally at a loss. All he can do is force a smile and try to live up to his claim, that it's in the past and that it no longer needs to affect him adversely.

Even if no one would call Lazarus up-beat, compared to Nathan, sometimes he has to be.]

So.

[He clears his throat, scooping some whipped cream into a plastic bag.]

I don't suppose you've heard anything about what these are becoming when Misa touches them? Or has she avoided them entirely?