"I can think of about eighty reasons right away," Shusuke said as his final piece regarding the redhead. Moving right along from that, an interjection came from Tirena about Shusuke needing something to do. The shock of the moment immediately swept over him, as if it were an all-consuming entity aiming to devour his being where he stood. 'Don't invite me to the festival, don't invite me to the festival, don't...' His silent prayer went unheard by whatever god could have answered, as the next words from Tirena's mouth were an invite. "Sh-" he started, nearly swearing aloud without thinking first. All things considered, he had an eye for the lass he was presently in the company of, but... he really disliked festivals. "Sure... I'll go to the... festival. With you."