Lion Head Mesa Que Sera, Sera

Quick post to catch up here, I've been out of town for a few days!

From the outskirts of the crowd, the mazoi watched as the two leaders professed their loyalties to one another. Kai's haunted eyes completely glazed over while loosely focused upon the paws of Satsu, which Ramesses had just kissed. This sort of dissociation was not uncommon for him so he was quite practiced at making it appear that his attention was instead unwavering. When the sweet words faded, the man let his attentions linger to the spot were Satsu's paws were no longer. Murmurs grew in volume until Sakai was snapped from his trance. A quick look around promised him a few familiar faces, though he was unsure how to insert himself into any of the already existing conversations. No matter, he could look busy.

"Excuse me. Pardon." Apologies were offered as the large figure slipped through the crowd. His plan? To simply make his way to the other side of the party and then slink back. This way, he was seen and heard, but didn't really have to socialize. His heart felt heavy lately and he didn't need that to taint the cheerful atmosphere of this ceremonious day.