Wren shrugs one shoulder at him. Rian knows him well enough to know it's not, and also to know that he doesn't know how to be formal and polite, and he knows Rian well enough to know that if he's apologizing he means it. "Well, I forgive you, then," he says.

Wren chews on the inside of his lip and smiles a little, uncertain. "So what do we do now?"