Aurum couldn't say that he blamed Siborno for being overwhelmed. Hell, Aurum was arguably one of the most sociable people present, and even he was beginning to feel overwhelmed by the cacophony of voices all around him. Despite this, he tried to take it one person at a time. He took a deep breath, closing his eye briefly and sinking his claws into the dirt. When he opened his blue gaze again, he focused it on Clony first, muttering, "Thank you, for letting us in... and I promise you, I'm not here for a fashion show. The 'ribbons' are actually bandages. I lost an eye, so they're covering... all of that." He gestured vaguely at the right side of his face, grimacing a little when he thought about the unfortunate wounded hole that lurked beneath the bandages – or occasional eyepatch. He didn't linger on the thought long, however, because the next person was already speaking up – Limbotrials. Bo. The name felt starkly familiar, and it shot through Aurum's system like a bullet traveling at high speeds. He could still remember Roy confiding in him about his past, and about his only family, and what he had lost. He knew full well it could've just been a coincidence, but his heart still sped up all the same, wondering if perhaps his son's brother was really still alive, here. Still slightly stunned, the angel found himself rumbling, his one eyed gaze darting between Bo and Roy before he spoke, "It's... nice to meet you. We'd be happy to go back to camp. We're all very tired..." His voice sounded slightly breathless, and he tried his best to refocus on the moment. It was made even more difficult by the brief flash of shock he saw on Roy's own face, however.

Rin was the next to arrive, and the magna's presence was enough to shock him back into semi-normalcy. It was good to see that she was alright, especially since he had become unfortunately intimate with the dangers that she found herself facing more often than not. It also seemed as though she was ready to help, yet another thing that put him at ease. Siborno was far from on the verge of needing dire and urgent medical attention, but the smell of blood on the air still unnerved him, and he knew his sloppy patch up job would only last so long. Beginning to move forward, he found himself falling into step with Siborno, a long and skinny tail flicking up to gently touch the large male's spine, trying to reassure him, "It's okay, Siborno. They're helping us." Glancing back towards Rin, the lion seemed to struggle for words to say, not quite sure what the right greeting was. Glad to see you're not dead? That certainly didn't seem right. Her ominous warnings of former attacks only further confused him, and he had to imagine she had some questions of her own, particularly about his absence from Tanglewood. Feeling it too early to address any of that just yet, he just chuffed as he walked, "It's good to see you again, Rin. And it's also good to see that nobody was too injured by that last attack..." He could only hope that the feline would know what he was talking about. He could also only hope that there hadn't been some other unfortunate attack that happened in his absence.