[The amused smirk from before remains on his expression, and he shifts to set his drink down on the bar behind him.]

The conversation topics here tonight are nothing as dull as politics, fortunately. [There’s the smallest tilt of his head as he turns just slightly to focus on a pair of Masks nearby. He’s quiet for a moment as he merely… Listens, seemingly taking in the conversation before he’s leaning in closer to Mizuki. Conspiratorial whispers are only fun if no one overhears, after all.]

The one on the left is confiding in the other about a loss of some kind… A brother, or a father perhaps? I didn’t quite catch the relation, but apparently the body was found in the arcade, completely drained of blood.