Half the things Declan mentioned, Aoba didn’t even know what he was talking about, anyway. He just did his best to mind his steps, try not to be embarrassed whenever the Guardian had to help him more than not, and focused on not dropping Ren.

“Off to the Reef, then,” he nodded, hoping that by agreeing he could help settle his friend’s passing indecision. “Short trip this time, not the scenic one, right?”

And a beat. “…Erm, is there anything I need to know about meeting royalty?”