Lazarus

He ruffled Sasha's hair. "What? A quiet man can't have a little fun sometimes?" He chuckled. "Don't worry. Tonight I'm all yours, but for now we have to mingle with the other teams. Any information we can pick up is vital." That was the biggest lie he had ever told to Sasha. He wanted to find Shujin. He had to be a man, but he hoped that Sasha did follow him.

Shujin

He got to the bottom of the slide before catching himself on his feet and walking with the rest of his team. They were congratulated by their master and proposals of drinks and feasting were heard. He grinned happy with his team's performance. The mingling had begun and there was one person to find. Lazarus. It wasn't hard to find a man with Snow White hair in a crowd, an. In no time they were face to face. Shujin was frowning, fists clenched. "So they didn't lock you up?..." He smiled a little. "Too bad." He opened his arms an embraced Lazarus. To the white haired god slayer's surprise. "You've changed. It's good to have my brother back."