Next time? Of all the things, those were the words that struck him the most. The corners of his lips tug into a slight smile as he glances at Rufus while he towels himself dry.

"So. There's going to be a next time."

He doesn't say anything else. Rude just steps out of the bathroom and starts to dress himself in clean clothes, only stepping in front of the mirror once he needs to fuss over his tie.