"Are you alright, Rish", Larin inquires, stopping for a moment to regard her. "You don't have to come along if you'd rather just head back to your own quarters of some such. I'd not be terribly crushed." He's not a very good liar. Malion makes his way towards the lift, head hung low as he waits for the doors to open. The lift door opens and the Malion steps in. Not waiting for any to board, he presses the door closed behind him and descends.