Wren, as usual, was content to sit away from the rest of the party, burying his nose in a book he found in one of the other rooms of the mission.Â
Luna found him soon enough and joined him.Â
Luna: Are you not having fun Wren?
Wren: Thatâ€™s subjective… but please, donâ€™t let me keep you. I want you to enjoy yourself.
Luna: I am! Though Iâ€™d enjoy myself more if you joined me.Â
Wren: Iâ€™m not going to dance… but watching you dance is … pleasant.Â