Wren

Rian raises an eyebrow right back, silently reminding Wren of why they aren't drinking now. He takes in the way that Wren's hands tighten, the threat of a frown on his face, and Rian takes a deep breath. The first part needs to come first. "I'm sorry I was a shithead and called your gi--Hana--I'm sorry I said what I said about Hana. I'd no right and it was a shitty thing to do."

Swallowing his pride has never looked good on Rian, but for Wren, for who they were, he's got to try.

"And if you teach me the sign language to say I'm sorry, I'll pass the message on to her as well."

So, hopefully, that's step one.