Matthias finishes his drink and waves the bartender away, dismissing him.
"Apologies Freya, but I have more duties to attend to. Cannot really allow myself to drink more than one on duty, nein?" He says, cocking an eyebrow and smiling. He starts putting his possessions back into his jacket pockets and getting ready to leave.
He returns one last look at Freya and puts one hand on her shoulder. "Please, do not worry so much. It is all I ask. The party is stronger now, we will get through this."
He sighs. "It pleases me greatly to see you alive and well after all these years, Freya. I cannot wait to fly alongside you once more."
Having finished his sentence, Matthias turns towards the exit.