Ariel had told Iku where he was headed, and he walked in the door of the pub with strict instructions to come home at least mildly inebriated. He didn't understand why, but it wasn't as if doing so would hurt him.
He saw his mentor after he came back around, and slid into the seat across the table. "Iku sends her regards," Ariel said by way of greeting. "She all but tossed me out of the flat." He smiled faintly.