Feelings of unfamiliarity caused Jervis great distress. He preferred to know his surroundings and who he coincided with, especially within The Pitt. To him there was competition all around that could endanger him and his paved path to greatness. Unnamed figures had always managed to undermine him. Thus why he always happened to be flamboyant and willing to learn everyone's name, mostly because he could carve out their name on their tombstone.

Today was no different. A new figure had caught his golden gaze. Eventually Jervis found himself wandering over with a devious smile on his maw. "Why, aren't you a quiet one?" he drawled. His pace slowed as he grew near, only pausing a few inches away from the other vulpine. "What's your name, dear?"

Oh no. There was nothing unpleasant about a quiet soul in Jervis' soul. It was rather pleasing to him to know that Embry was silent and was rather oblivious as to why they got such a reputation. "Well, there's nothing wrong to keeping to yourself." "Unless you've got something to hide, of course." As always, his words were a double edged sword. To those watching though, he had to add a positive note. "All that means is that you've got to dig a little deeper to find the diamond in the rough." His smile curled mischievously.

And as per usual, they knew of him. Way to inflate his ego further. Jervis just smiled on, nodding along with their words. "I'd sure hope you'd know your leader," came his cocky comment. Especially after the drama that stirred. Tanglewood and The Typhoon breathing down the back of their necks was not as pleasant as he had hoped. "Though why, it's a pleasure, Embry." Now that was a name he would have to remember. A fellow vulpine and Pittian was someone he could possibly hold close to him, especially when there were little allies around.

His craned off to the side. Eventually he came to sit down and get comfortable, as it appeared as if they would be having a pleasant conversation. "So," continued the canine, "Tell me about yourself, Embry."

Not a true Pittian then. Jervis' eyes narrowed a few, but he found little distaste. As long as someone remained tried and true to the clan, he would not doubt their loyalty, though something about being a pureblood was more appealing. Without a word, he continued listened. Red ears pointed upwards as he managed to hear Embry out further. Even so, their comments were vague. As always, he would need to dig deeper. "Why, that's interesting," came his coo. "I would love to travel myself, but it proves to be hard in my position." A devastated sigh left him. "What about yourself? Ever plan to follow your parents legacy and travel?" His head craned to the side. "Are you loyal?" Golden eyes searched the other vulpine up and down, looking for any sign of hesitance.

Books had never interested him otherwise, ultimately making him slip past the subject. Jervis liked to consider himself intelligent, but books were never his style and instead preferred brute force. What could a book tell him besides how Juliet killed herself foolishly for a nonexistent love? "Books, while interesting in some aspects, are not really my thing," he commented. After all, why dream a fantasy when he could live in one of his own? All it took was a little work... and force.

Upon finishing, the new acquaintance mentioned they were boring. They got that right. At least Jervis thought so, of course. Everyone else besides him might think otherwise and try to befriend them further instead of digging for secrets. Thankfully, the subject turned towards him. "Oh lord, me?" enthused the fox as if he was surprised. "I come from the Callahan line that runs back many years. Many would consider us the foundation for the groups these days." Of course he had to pat himself on the back even if he wasn't involved directly. "Call us the founders." Was he joking? No. Despite his upbeat and joyous tone, he very much meant it. "But me directly? Oh, I've done plenty. Otherwise why would I be your ardent?" His smile curled further.