Azumi smirks, "Aww, you actually like us?" She teases

Twigg's smile turns more along the lines of a devious smirk and the gleam in their eyes shows that they cannot be taken seriously at this point in time.
"I like you guys as much as one can when another is blasting music or sharing what they think is important but very well might offend the one's ears every few seconds. Eh, it's also the only company I'm finding myself in when the group loses someone. I wouldn't call that 'actually liking someone' but simply doing them a favor."
At the risk of sounding self-important and/or offending someone, Twigg presses on. "Who knows? I might have joined some of my pals somewhere else if I didn't feel as though my awe-inspiring presence was needed here."
But what other 'pals' did he really have? Where else did their loyalty lay? Anyone in the group would know that if Twigg had set something up with or felt a loyalty to another friend - it would be best to feel sorry for the unfortunate fellow who appeared out of thin air when they got caught in the friendship of the rhythm guitarist - then he would be with that friend(s) instead of with the group.
After his rant, he seems to calm down. They becomes more subdue and they simply watches the unfolding series of events with a rather empty and blank expression.

(If my responses are too long, please let me know! I do not want to kill people or this roleplay with too much writing. I will shorten them (or try to) if someone would like me to. Thank you!)

Azumi giggles, "What an attitude!" She dramatically places her hand over her heart as if she's offended
(Your responses can be as long as you want, I don't care tbh, just do what you feel better doing ^^)

Quentin was nearly relieved that at least one of them was acting their normal-ish self, he smiled a crooked smile, part of him feeling guilty for smiling with A-Yeong being missing but glad that the others are feeling fine enough to. Twigg always seems to be the one making the rest of us feel better about whatever situation we might be in. Since most of the group weren't really using their instruments he figured it'd be best to say something about the whole... ordeal,
"We're not really getting anywhere with the song," He started with a sigh, not really wanting to have been the one to say it, his smile fading into a more serious expression -- as serious as he could look, that is, "Should we talk about it? About them?"



*them being A-Yeong

[The reason for "as serious as he could look, that is, " is because he just has a naturally goofy-looking face. Also don't mind the short switch from 3rd person to 1st person XD ]

Dyali was kind of used to being overlooked, after all he was the guy who never spoke a word to anyone in the first place so of course he had no raison to complain when he wasnt noticed. He alwais admired the others about it tho, they were able to speak their mind without claming up every time they tryed tho as mutch as he wanted to do the same he was too shy to do so on a daily basis. His voice was often unreliable but the silver ligning was that at least he could write things to comunicate.

He kept watching Azumi and Twigg banter with a blank expression until Quentin finaly brough the topic that was looming above the group. Did he wanted too talk about it ? Yes, absolutely ! Could he get his vocal cords to actualy do so ? That he was less then sure about. He hesitantly openned and closed his mouth while trying to find words, any words to say but it mostly just achieved to look like a fish out of water.

A smirk appears at Azumi's act of being offended. They almost says something but they quiets when Quentin starts speaking. Sure, he can be rude, but he tries not to be that rude.
Twigg blinks at Quentin for a few moments, trying to decide how to take it and how to react. Their wings ruffle up as the elephant in the room is finally addressed. Their smile falters. He takes off his hoodie and lays his feathers down so they wouldn't get pulled. An act of nonchalance is soon up and running.
"Well.. I suppose there is no time better than the present." They glances at Azumi and Dyali and shrugs. "Whatever you guys feel comfortable with." His gaze then flickers towards Asher and Reo. They hopes she(Reo) doesn't leave right now.

He looked around at the uncomfortable aura he'd made, "We don't have to," He said quickly, peeking back and forth between the others, looking down he continued, "I think- I mean, I-.. it'll be harder if we don't at least talk about what's happening." Quentin held his hands in his lap, hoping he wasn't saying something stupid or being pushy towards the others, too afraid to look up at their expressions.

With the ice somwhat broken by Twigg and fuelled by his own feelings on the situation he managed to finaly make a sound. Being the first time he had used his voice so openly in years, it of course flustered him to no end but despite this he kept going. "I-I dont like how we are suposed to just... sit around and wait."

Azumi just up and walked out before she said anything. She went to the bathroom and sighed, standing at one of the sinks. She looks into the mirror and sighs, closing her eyes

Twigg looks up to Dyali, at first in slight shock that he had spoken before a wide grin found its way onto their face. They winks playfully at Dyali as they processes what has been said by the two that are still in the room. He makes a move to go after Azumi before he flinches away when the door closes. They releases a shaky breath but when they faces Dyali and Quentin once more, whatever doubt and fears they has are not evident.
"It doesn't help when others leave." They glances towards the door to punctuate what they has said. "I've never had to care about the welfare of anybody other than myself and be bothered by anything other than saving my own hide before I joined the band. It's new to me and I suppose that heightens the..."
Twigg lowers their head as they thinks about the right word to make it not sound like they is that scared. "It heightens the suspense of it all in a way that doesn't settle well with me."
As soon as they finishes speaking, they shuts up and instantly regrets all that was said. Twigg was supposed to be the one unaffected by the event of somebody missing. He was supposed to be calm and collected no matter what the weather, as solid and unchanging as a.. a rock, an island.