Daemon had latched onto Renji's hem in almost the same instant, tugging him back down into the chair next to him before he even realized he and Badou had mirrored action. The knowledge had his lips quirking faintly as he glanced over at the Shinigami. "Sit down, you're not interrupting. Either of you," he added, glancing over at the fourth male who had joined him. He had to search his memory for a name to match the face. "Allelujah, right?"

"We were just trading lunches and talking about filing complaints with those in charge. Signed with hearts, apparently," he added, humorous sarcasm in his tone as he shot Badou a look. "I wouldn't put it past you, either." Then he cast a sideways glance at Renji, his gaze narrowed. "Or other people here."