[ viren drinks about a third of his flute, opting to set aside on the table rather soon. if he had less composure, perhaps he would've choked on his drink at the mention of others from his home having arrived before this individual; it makes sense, of course, that perhaps he wouldn't be alone here --

-- but it's troubling to think of, all the same. ]

Not so much looking forward to it, but the war. My Kingdom's future, and that of humanity's, hangs in the balance. [ does that sound dramatic? that's because it is, but viren's gaze (and tone) is weighty enough to lend itself to the statement. ] And.. You also have something pressing..?