"Oh, well yes. It was very nice to meet you," Azumi responded, though she sounded distracted. She'd yet to take her hand off Yasu's arm and looked at him, only offering the retreating men a quick glance. Yasu himself said nothing. His gaze had dropped as his shoulder sagged toward the floor.

Ren let Tristian pull him away, more than happy. He felt no curiosity to make him want to stay, only a desire to be near Tristian. "Hm, sounds good," he hummed once they escaped. "We can celebrate alone at our place. Got enough wine for it." He smiled slightly at the thought of a party with just them. "Prefer it that way anyway."