"Yukio came here to talk with that green-eyed creep?" Rin asks, uncharitably. He's not surprised and lets his gaze wander to the hallway toward the office as he nurses his soda again. Yukio wouldn't have wasted any time approaching things sideways if he knew that whoever and whatever was in Semele's would just treat Yukio's usual song and dance as suspicious.

"My brother's a smart guy," Rin decides, turning his attention back to the knit on Ishiah's strong brow. He's not going to prop Yukio up too much. But Rin has seen him seriously at work. "Unlike me. He's an exorcist Not just some apprentice who still needs a flashlight to find his own ass in the dark. Honmono no. The real deal. He's got a ton of experience with the supernatural, so he probably figured out you weren't just a regular bartender after a short conversation. So having him around makes me feel relieved How else should it make me feel?" Rin asks, glumly. But he knows he's not fooling anyone; especially not Ishiah, who seems to have a special skill at cutting through bullshit.

"He's my brother. He's my twin brother. I love him, so of course I'd feel relieved to have him back."