Everything seemed to work exactly as planned, since everyone ahead of him seemed exasperated in one way or another. Well, other than Lerraine, who remained just as unreadable as when they had first met. That was fine with him, however, as he settled back into silence, ignoring the 'princess' comment. He'd just mentally note it as another of Noland's sins.
Finally, they had arrived, and Ren was quick to note that escaping from such a deep facility would be quite a challenge, possibly part of what Lerraine had been trying to do something about by sending her duo out. Ren's eyes swept over the room with a neutral expression of distaste, particularly noting the small army amassed for the meeting. On the bight side, the group meant that things had gone exactly as expected, and they were surrounded. The young man didn't fully disregard the guy in the checkered get-up, nodding graciously in greeting, but his main attention was elsewhere.
To switch the king with a rook was a basic move in chess, and anyone who had a basic knowledge of the game was aware of it. That said, Ren suspected that the 'king' in front of them was a fraud, switched out for a decoy. He only had to guess which one of them it was...
From here he would be only waiting for Phero to give the word, remaining politely silent, and plotting the best way to destroy the room and everyone in it.