Isao nodded, having no intentions of doing so unless it proved counter-productive. "Your son is in the medical ward in the third building from this one. He is in one of the rooms at the end of the main hallway. Give him my regards." Perhaps there was an intentional irony to the words, well-masked under a polite tone. 

One of the attendants stationed outside the office was called in and instructed to take Akimoto to Kouta. He was one of the oldest attendants, a rank above most others. He politely bowed to his Head then to Akimoto, and turned to lead the way towards the medical ward.

Through long corridors he paced through until he was lead to the chamber within which Kouta was being held. A faint voice could be heard speaking through the door, much too soft and feminine to be Kouta's. After a moment or two, the attendant seemed to recognize it and knocked on the door before sliding it open, not really waiting for a response.

The aging attendant gave the girl a disapproving frown and opened the door wider, gesturing her out. "Miss Yue, you shouldn't be here. Please reurn to you quarters at once." The man had no authority over Yue but she relented, bowing to Kouta before getting up and leaving the room. 

Had Isao seen her weighed down and slightly stumbling as she walked, he'd have committed her to years of balance and kimono-walking lessons. She bowed respectfully to Akimoto, acknowledging her former teacher, to which he bowed back just as deeply. Yue had little doubt that Isao had allowed them to leave on proper terms and she hoped that he hadn't severed ties with the man. That wouldn't do anyone any good, she decided as she left the medical ward and returned to her room.