[ Haru's lucky, at least a little lucky - the smart-mouthed man who Astralin has dragged into helping deliver flowers (or work the shop, or fetch something from another store in town, or...) keeps late hours when he's in town, and it's on a night back from the tavern (with the lingering echoes of a buzz from a light drink or two) that he finds himself jostled and his wits suddenly snap to attention. At first he's concerned (why? It's not like crime is a problem in Aldrip—) but when the adrenaline wears off he's simply giving Haru a halfway bemused look. ]

...Tell nobody, huh? Not even Astralin? [ Telling her dad would probably be a bit too heavy a threat. But Astralin is a mutual acquaintance that might hold some sway while acknowledging that Cloud's going at least a little easy on her. ] I dunno...

You wanna tell me what this is about? I'll give you a chance to convince me, at least. [ It's meant in jest, at least. ]