How childish... but it wasn't like Ryuutaro could blame Hayato for this right now. Instead he brushed his hand through Hayato's hair in an unspectacular movement, for once not wanting to make a show out of something.
He nodded towards Shamal.

"I have to admit, it does not please me, but we can stay here for a bit. Even if my father might not enjoy it, he will let us. I can make sure of it with my humble abilities in persuasion."
He smirked a bit, but it seemed tired.