At Rubick's intervention, Flint raised an eyebrow. Did I miss something? It's likely the DJ knows what is going on in his own club, surely he'd have some sort of lead for us... However, rather than disagreeing with his newly found companions, Flint gave a shrug. No sense in rocking the boat any more than I already have. At the suggestion to move, Flint stood up from his seat and grabbed his drink, preparing to move over to the sitting spot.
Unless
Volos
has anything more to say, Flint will follow Ep and Rub over to the sitting spot.