"Not from me. If you don't mind her, that is! And if she doesn't mind..." Haruki shrugged. Nyoko was old enough to care for herself, and this man felt like a reliable person on the first sight. Nyoko caught his gaze as he looked behind the huge man, and nodded her head at him with a raised brow. He shrugged, and she gave him a nod.<br/>"Well... She says she doesn't mind. What about we leave her with you?" he offered, shrugging, and trying to drag Blake away. Just to get away from them, just to get away, away, away, away. A drunk Nyoko wasn't something he'd want to deal with.<br/><br/>When he thought they're far enough, he let out a deep sigh of relief, and eased up. "She's dealt with... Can we proceed to the sake? It's not normal to be still half-sober at this time of the night." That meaning that by now, they should have had at least half a barrel in each of themselves.