Tech might short circuit at a hug, and already looks just as clueless about what to do with this hand-clasping gesture, but he manages a smile, glad at least one person knows what his final score stood for, and really the only person who counts at present.

He looks around the bar as Rokuro makes the announcement, as though suddenly reminded of the loudness and the rest of the rowdy bodies around them. There's just the briefest look back at their rebel challengers, but he really can't even tell them it was a good match since it was anything but. But Rokuro's sentiments are shared then. Giving a weary sigh himself, Tech nods.

"Let us depart then."