Yet when he looked at Hera's calm, unbothered smile, so composed, as though the expense were little more than pocket change, his worry slowly melted away. Only then did it truly sink in who she was now: surrounded by powerful, successful people, and a successful woman in her own right, someone with both influence and resources to spare.
At that realization, he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. It seemed he ought to worry about his own finances first before fretting over hers.
"Logan is just changing out of his stage clothes and resting for a bit," the Music Director explained with a smile. "After all, he performed three consecutive songs. Please, allow me to guide you to his lounge."
He gestured ahead, clearly eager to accommodate them. Logan's lounge was spacious enough to host Hera and her entourage, though the more imposing bodyguards would naturally remain stationed outside.
