"Interesting," the woman hummed, Uldren watching the exchange impatiently. Declan was careful not to interrupt, and as respectful as ever.

"We wish to speak to you. Alone. If you would accept the invitation, we would be honored to have you as a guest."

Declan looked up, glancing between Mara, Uldren, and Aoba, before offering a barely perceptible shrug and nod to the latter. If Aoba felt comfortable enough, the Titan didn't see a problem. For as eerie and savage as the Awoken seemed, they were actually extremely noble and loyal, and Declan was on good terms. If nothing else, he trusted Mara.

"We ask that you visit before leaving the Reef. Speak with the Techeuns. Now go. Xur is unpredictable at best, and you wouldn't want to miss him. We do not know when he will return," the Queen nodded, and Declan bowed. Uldren gave little more than a curt nod, narrowing his eyes at Aoba briefly before raising a hand in vague gesture of dismissal. Clearing his throat softly, Declan nodded over his shoulder for Aoba to follow, and they departed.

As soon as the throneroom doors closed behind them, Declan released a held breath and turned his eyes on the other man with an apologetic look.

"Sorry...Those situations make me nervous..."