Haruto moves to sit behind Nitoh's back, leaning forward to set down the teacup and the sugar bowl on the table. Four scoops of tea stirred in later, he sits back up, considering the surface for a second as he speaks. "It's not like they can pretend this never happened. There are a lot of stubborn Transports who aren't going to let them." Himself included, even if it's not like he really has a true bargaining position. He lifts his cup to his lips, and after a sip he pulls a face. Not enough sugar. He leans forward again in order to fix that oversight.