log: hannah and ren
Ren glanced around at the warehouse and the people milling about. There was a pulsing and emotion in the streets that felt almost gaudy after the relative quiet of Repose. It wasn't as if Repose was without it's strange things, but it was a different sort of strange than this. He hadn't been somewhere like this for years, and he'd never really done this sort of thing. It didn't really feel like something Hannah would enjoy, but she had the tickets and she was looking up at him and he reached his hand over and put it on hers.
"Yeah, if you want," he responded to her question. "If you're sure?" He looked over to her, raising an eyebrow. "It may get rough," he said simply. "But I'm game if you're sure."
He tucked her hand into his and squeezed it. Whatever was going to happen, he couldn't be sure, but more than likely people wouldn't bother them because of his height, and if they did, well he did have the magic that he hadn't used for years, but... he could use it if he needed to.