suhṛdbhistatra rāmo'pi sahāsīnaḥ priyaṃvadaiḥ| sabhājito viveśā'tha tānanujñāpya sarvaśaḥ
Rama also sat for a while in the company of his sweettongued friends and duly honoured by them in every way took leave of them and entered his apartment.
— M.N. Dutt (1891)
Rama sits with his sweet-tongued friends before taking leave. The poet pauses to show us Rama in ordinary companionship — laughing, talking, at ease. These are his last moments as a private citizen, surrounded by the friends who love him for himself, not for his crown.