Two drinks later, Mitchell turns around to see that Hasi has acquired company, which is...not unexpected, because they had managed to get by relatively unhassled, and Mitchell figured it would come eventually. He knows his own kind, after all.

He also notices the group off to the side of the bar and that their relaxed demeanour means they're very much at home in this place. Or as close as these things get. And he's aware he is the new guy in town.

When he returns, the niceness is replaced with a cool detachedness. Hasi isn't his after all (although his latent alpha tendencies are bristling ever so slightly). "All right." It's as much a question to Hasi as it is a greeting to Deacon. The drinks get placed on the table with a pointed clink.