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.
Luna found him soon enough and joined him.
Luna: Are you not having fun Wren?
Wren: That’s subjective… but please, don’t let me keep you. I want you to enjoy yourself.
Luna: I am! Though I’d enjoy myself more if you joined me.
Wren: I’m not going to dance… but watching you dance is … pleasant.