Ren looks at Futaba and decides not to push her. Instead, rolling his shoulders in a restless little stretch, he rakes his gaze over the cognitive buildings around them.

"Cool. Glad no one died. If that's it, I'm gonna leave." It makes him itch to think about staying here with a group of people who witnessed him under the effect of... it must have been Call of Chaos, though actually being hit with it was way worse than he expected. He could handle Futaba's presence, though in all honesty he's rather just be alone. But the others... no. Especially Crow. God. He's doing a good job of disguising it, but he hasn't looked at Crow once since the battle ended, except to favor him with the same glare he was giving everyone else.

Instead of just walking off or kicking them all out of the Metaverse with his phone, however, he gives Futaba another appraising glance. No matter what he claims, if she's not ready to go, he won't just leave her here by herself.