Ugh.
Now that they - or rather Damien - were called, and Damien had heard it, there was no escaping. Even if Lane tried to pull Damien away, the owner of that cold voice had already approached them.
"Guild Leader Allen," Damien nodded at the man, greeting him politely.
"Mn," Miles returned the nod. "Are you leaving now? Your father is currently fighting at point G5, perhaps you might want to join him?" he asked.
Completely ignoring Lane. Well, of course, Lane wasn't 'Lane' at the moment… But honestly, that was for the best.
At the mention of his father, Damien's shoulders tightened. "Thank you for letting me know. However, we have been on the scene for several hours now, and were about to go for a meal."
