"Well, if you insist, but I know a human when I see one," Ghost replied sulkily, prompting Declan to reach up and grab him from the air. Turning the little thing so they were eye to eye, the Guardian grunted, then let Ghost go. The construct spun lightly into the air, then dematerialized before Aoba's eyes.

"He's a Ghost. He can scan you," Declan explained, turning to finish off the last of his drink. Noting Aoba hadn't touched the beer at all, the Guardian took a small leap and cleared his throat, gesturing vaguely towards the door.

"I have to head out. Would you like to walk with me? No one will bother you." Really it was just an offer to get out of the bar safely. Declan didn't have anywhere he needed to be at the moment. He had bounties he could be pursuing, but it wasn't as if he needed the money. He just wanted to get Aoba out of nosy earshot.

"Thank you," the Guardian rumbled, rising from his seat and dropping a handful of glowing blue crystals on the table, which the bartender scooped up with a nod.

"Anytime, Declan. See you around. You too, kid. You're welcome anytime."