Despite enjoying making jokes of bets, he wasn't willing to put money on a choice between the two orderlies against two of their prisoners. But it was a poor comparison, because if he was going to come to heads with anyone, it looked like it was going to be Daemon.

He couldn't blame the guy. Even so, he had to do something.

Ren stepped further into the group of men, keeping his position between the two groups. "Tannin-san and I are finished in here anyway - would it be all right for us to see he gets out safely? He looks like he's had a time of it." Ren didn't believe for an instant that the staff members that worked here hadn't been manipulated in some way by whoever ran Landel's, but if they truly wanted to inflict harm, the methods they used were superfluous. That, and realistic to a fault.

"Excuse me," he added, speaking to the nearest nurse, "but when could we expect to see Brothers-san again?" The servant fixed his gaze on Daemon, hoping he would understand and consider the options they had. The nurses - as rightful nurses would - seemed determined to remove the red-haired men from the equation and take him to his room. If Daemon resisted and had the same happen to him, that hindered more than helped his acquaintance.