Bath
The preciously quaint exchange between Sachi and Yoshiro prompted a warm chuckle in the old Minkan's mind, while Saki's sentiments were a little familiar. Sunflower's mention of dancing, though initially nice to hear, brought the image of his sister, Irja, at five-years old, spinning to some classical music playing on the stereo. Eiven bit back a few tears for the memory of his long deceased little sister whom had been practising ballet up until the Plague.
"The rarity of good company is what makes it so worthy of note, however," the doctor chuckled, turning his mind from memories, "That said, a good drink and card game is one of the best ways to tell - player aptitude being unimportant at that point."
Eiven offered Sunflower a kind smile in the end, then stretched and looked back at the main bath where the others were. Joining them would help further his original goal; however it would dilute the progress he may be making in getting to know his subordinate - an equally important, and interesting, endeavour. "What do you think," he offered his fellow medic, turning back to her, "Think we should head to the main bath to further integrate, or do you want to get out of here?"