"Raiden—" Ayame began.
"It's fine," Damon said, already standing.
He looked at Raiden with the particular calm of someone who had assessed the situation and found the outcome acceptable regardless of what it turned out to be.
Raiden, however, wasn't as collected. He looked as though he could snap and attack Damon at any moment, his proud self unable to take even the tiniest hint of disrespect from an outsider.
He turned and walked toward the door without a single word.
Damon followed.
The woman with four tails rose from her seat, her intrigued expression having graduated into something considerably more entertained.
"This," she said quietly to nobody in particular, "should be interesting."
The two elder men exchanged a look that suggested they had served the clan for a very long time and had learned that some things were simply beyond their jurisdiction.
