Titus mirrored Yato's bow and thanked him.  "I hope to hear from you soon, Yato.  Should you decide it better not to join me, I will completely understand," He said sincerely.  There wasn't a single doubt in his mind that at least one of the three would accept.

Shortly after Yato left to find his friends and assist Cress with that tricky art of walking, a fight broke out somewhere near the square.  Titus ran a hand through his hair for a brief moment, sighing, if Nero was in that tussle, he was going to have to do something.  Thankfully, upon reaching the scene, he found a 2v2 duel between two new faces, certainly clearers, and two of the partygoers who had clearly imbibed far too much drink.  Titus shook his head, what a pain...  He was a good head taller than most other players, causing him to stand out in a crowd, but he managed to fit in well.  The best part? It made it easy to find Suto and Nero again once he was ready to rejoin them.

He placed a hand on his hilt non-menacingly and strode through the throngs of people after seeing them at one of the nearby food stands.  Once he got there, he noticed... quite a seen.  Suto, a drunk girl, some flirty brown-haired guy, and an awkwardly silent Nero all sat at a table either eating, drinking, or shouting.  Titus pulled up a chair of his own and watched for a moment before cutting in.

"Hey, hey...  Calm down," He instructed, "Everybody keep their hands to themselves.  Suto, where are you going?  You should let the young lady decide how she spends her evening.  You wouldn't want me telling Minerva you're not a gentleman, would you?"  He asked teasingly, a cheeky grin on his face.  He looked at Doku, a little bit of the jovial attitude draining from his face as he addressed the cocky flirt.  "And I think that, for now, maybe hitting on a drunk girl isn't in your best interest, hmm?  Try again later - your insecurity isn't needed here.  Seems like at least three of the four of us at this table don't care for you - don't even know you - and the fourth is drunk.  She doesn't get counted."

Yari looked at Titus and nodded, "Yeah, I gesh I am a li'l..."  Her brow furrowed, looking at Doku, "Hey! You sheemed nice...  B-but...  are you trying to dake annanage of me?"  Wow, she butchered the word 'advantage' beyond all repair.  Who could even decipher that..?  "Pig."  Odds were, she wouldn't even remember his face or mannerisms the next day.

Titus glanced back to Suto, "Hey, you know that food doesn't really... combat drunkenness here, right..?"  Just then, a rather intimidating girl whose appearance [i]screamed[/i] warrior stepped into the area holding the hand of a lightly armoured boy and seemed to recognize at least some of the group members.  Titus quirked an eyebrow, "Doesn't anybody dress up when they go out anymore..?  Like, in clothes?"  He asked.

Nero's hands were suddenly thrown up, "[i]Thank you![/i]  Somebody gets it..."  He muttered, realizing how stupid his outburst must have seemed as he sunk back into his chair with a red face.  "What?"

Titus laughed, "Whatever floats your boat I guess...  You guys know them?"  He asked as they approached.