[...yeah, he can tell that.] Hydrangea, if you want to stick around down here, you can, okay? I'll let you know when I'm about to leave.

Min! [Hydrangea has been looking nervous during this whole conversation, but they speak up with a slight nod. Franciscus nods back and drops the tablecloth.]

[Of course, later on he's going to get chased out of the venue when the countdown ends and he nearly gets murdered, but it's probably fine.]