"Well, if that was your only goal here, then next should be everywhere else," was Fudo's response to the pink-haired young woman. The next words spoken within the room, though, came from a voice he had become less acquainted with than the others in the vicinity: Shadiya. Turning to look at this girl following her words, Fudo hazarded a grin not unlike his usual gentle visage. "And what better way to start than that way?" he asked in rhetoric. Fudo then began to walk toward Shadiya, having the healing magic of his guiding Magi encase his wound as he moved. His gaze averted, shifting toward Samiya long enough to nod his thanks, after which he reached Shadiya and held out his right hand. "You didn't intrude. Allow me to apologize on our behalf for the mess of an afternoon you've had. If you hold no ill will against us for all this, maybe you'd consider joining us?"