Seconds passed before the door flung open. Ren started at the suddenness and was dragged inside before he could recover. "Kay..." he mumbled, not sure what else to say. Tristian just went on and on and it made him want to not say anything at all. The studio looked like a mess. A bit spacious, but cramped none the less because of the haphazard clutter of projects. It seemed to perfectly match Tristian who looked manic himself, even his hair in disarray. Not that Ren normally paid attention to such things. Even Yasu could get like that at times, though he preferred not to show such sides to people unattached to his life and Ren was attached to no one's life. "What do you need me to do?" he finally asked once they were inside and Tristian got lost in his own designer world.