[ Yata's not sure what that means, exactly. or at the very least, he hasn't made the connection to the Red Clan he was part of. ]

That's the name of the bar. [ At least he'd noticed the sign. ] It's more than that, isn't it? Is that what the tattoo means? [ He winces at the sudden surge of fear and nausea that question sends through him, quickly holding up a hand. ] Wait. Nevermind, don't answer that.

So they're not here. But.... but some of us are, right? [ He knows there's more than just a few with the same tattoo as him, anyway. ]