The echoes in the room (also the hallway...and even a bit of lingering 'noise' has filtered into the kitchen) are quite loud, and as they enter and move through the space, briefly it is almost deafening! Add in the peaceful, blissful exhaustion on the features of the women (three of them!) as they rest sleeping sprawled about (thankfully covered enough to be decent) there is absolutely no doubt as to what kind of party occurred here.

He is silently grateful for Kreyu's hand in his, as it helps him to refocus and balance his attention.

Noticing her quiet concern for the shift in his energy, he gives it a gentle squeeze. "Just loud, have to adjust a bit," he offers, voice low.