The soft scent of blood was something that drew Captain over, his ears pricked and nose wriggling as he searched for the scent, before coming across another creature, no actual blood in sight. He assumed then it had to be a small thing, a small scratch of some sort or something and it frustrated him. "Can I help you?" He would gruff out, eyeing the other curiously before a small roll came about his eyes.

//all character opinions <33

Following behind Captain, Jervis walked in with a facade of a smile on his lips. An exhausted huff left him as he stopped. So far their endeavors were... lacking. Nevertheless, the fox felt obliged to show up. Glassman was a stranger that needed his attention, even if he didn't want to provide it.

Ah yes, a joiner. Their newest predicament. With The Typhoon on their behind and Tanglewood looming also, they had closed off their borders. Anyone in or out was not recommended. This included joiners. Jervis wasn't very fond of the idea when it came to letting someone in, so he obviously tensed up in annoyance. 'Everyone should of known by now,' he would of said, but he very well knew that if no one was leaving, the news wouldn't get out. Fucking pitiful. Why couldn't there be a happy medium? Still, he felt obliged to be angry.

The fox huffed in disagreement. "What makes you think you can stay here?" he shot back. Surely they would need a reason to stay or else they'd be chased off.

Jervis huffed. That was a very good argument. They provided material that he desired and the strength The Pitt very much needed, but so far not much on the opinion and loyalty side. Those could come with time though. Jervis, though not totally convinced, was willing to take the risk with one stranger that could offer them an advantage over their associates. As long as they didn’t go running off to one of their enemies after gaining some very important information, the ardent would be satisfied. Loyalty to him was key.

The fox loosened up. Captain was here if he needed any further assistance anyways. ”I’m sure you could be a wise addition to The Pitt. Welcome,” came his comment, ”But we still haven’t caught your name.” As if that was important right now.

How ironic. Someone who made glass was named 'Glassman'. Jervis snickered to himself, making sure that their newest member wouldn't hear his chuckle. He kept his stature upright though. His smile just persisted. "It's a pleasure to have you, Glassman," he pointed out. The fox's head dipped in greeting. "My name is Jervis, your ardent and leader of The Pitt." Royalty, per say. No wonder he was so cocky. That was obvious to most though, as it was always his aura.

Interesting. They were already set on doing something. Not even a tour or perhaps awaiting a few others to introduce themselves. "What is it needed for?" he questioned suspiciously. "We do and I can gladly show you the way there."

//private thread maybe, yeah??