Æn'kae nodded, pushing his fingers through his hair. Huh. He pulled the communication device, phone, from his pocket and sent Rren what was clearly a very brief text. "Alright. I asked them to meet in the kitchen. We uh, we're headed the right way anyway." And Rren might pick up showing this person around, which meant he didn't have to worry about missing half of what he should share. (Or more. Likely more.)