Ilia seemed to have surprised her friend, but it was still early. Ilia gave him a smile and took her seat, feeling at ease.

"I've been great! Other than our little detour last night, that is." Ilia chuckled dryly. She cast her gaze quickly over Claude, looking for injuries. He seemed to be fine at first glance, but she couldn't be completely sure in the dim lighting. "How about you, Claude?"

A smile quirked at the corner of her lips. "You had a nice time yesterday?"