[Anatoli pushes Aether back towards the kitchen, not letting that fight happen, not while they've been drinking. The older Volkov brother has a much better tolerance than both Aether and Ajax, so his brain is working a little better than them.

Let's go Aether, or else I'm going to steal some cards out of your pile for leaving them on the table unattended.

Ajax wears a frown on his face, sighing as Anatoli ushers the fellow blonde away.]

Hey, are you doing alright?

[He asks her, not because she was gone for a bit longer than he thought she'd be or because she'd met a stranger going for a walk, but more because she looks tired.]

You never got that nap. There's a spare bedroom upstairs, I can ask Anatoli to set it up for you, if it isn't already.