Tatsumi had little idea of what Marco was doing. On the other hand, he had a few ideas where the phoenix might be. Despite not commenting on the matter, the werepire knew about the new situation in regards to Flandre and her friend. It hardly concerned him. It only sounded as though the time he'll be spending at home in the future will get much more exciting now.

What was odd was the disappearance of Marco. Sure, he could have been looking for a new place for the little ones, but Tatsumi's nose knew better. He followed the pirate's scent to a most familiar place; The Northern Lights Bar.

Silently letting himself in the back door, Tatsumi surveyed the bar. What he saw brought a small smirk to his lips. He had figured when Marco's pops went missing that a drinking binge like this would have happened a lot sooner. But that's partly what kept the phoenix so interesting to Tatsumi. Marco wasn't as predictable as he let on.

After a few moments, Tatsumi makes his presence known. His footfalls make the floor creek slightly as he makes his way over to where Marco was downing his booze.

"I hope ya left some for me." He glances about at all the alcohol. His nose could tell Marco had already indulged himself quite a bit.