When the room was getting crowded, it really did nothing to make Ryuutaro feel any more at home or any less pissed off.

At the mentioning of Bianchi he immediately looked up. Of all things to happen... Watching Hayato'd heartbeat at a monitor clearly didn't make this better.
And apparently that 'Tenth' wasn't going to do anything about it. Ryuutaro got up, giving the people around a poisonous smile.
"Doubtlessly, everything you have to discuss is of extreme importance, but to my knowledge this is still a sickroom. How about you all get out and actually let Hayato get some rest? Tell that to Bianchi-san as well.
Rest doesn't equal falling back into unconsciousness after all."
As he ended Ryuutaro let his fan snap shut sharply.
Maybe these people were dangerous mafia and what-not, but he was still himself.