wings like noah's dove — open, sunhaven

[jericho]

Oh goodness, there's quite a few of them here, aren't there?  Jericho's sightless amber eyes widen a bit in surprise — it's certainly a good thing they all seem friendly enough.  Blindly goes his gaze move (though it never quite looks at any of the creatures as it passes over them) as he quietly tries to take in all of the words and match them with each scent.  He appears hesitant, waiting in polite silence for all of them to arrive, though he does his best to acknowledge each with a dip of his head and a gentle kindness within his unseeing eyes.  His ears prick at the sound of more approaching footfalls, unique from the others who have since arrived in that these sound to come from behind.  As she speaks he realizes Bridgette has joined him, met with a relieved smile from the ginger tomcat.  He's rather glad to have someone familiar with him, surrounded by all these dizzyingly unfamiliar voices and smells. 

"Well, ah, we're rather new," he adds, specifically in response to Gabriel, with a rather sheepish smile.  It's no wonder they likely haven't heard of them — this is the Helion's own first encounter with the Ascendants, as they call it.  "I-It's very nice to meet all of you!  We, um, w-we just settled in nearby and wanted to visit."  He again offers a smile, this time directed at all the strangers standing before him.  Jericho is not radiant, but he is indeed warm; and his smile, while slight, is genuine.  "I also was wondering... I mean, w-whether you'd all be interested in an alliance.  We have lots of shopkeepers in Sunhaven — I f-figured we could come by and trade sometime."  The feline falls silent for a moment, meditating on his own words before he adds to Gabriel again with a bigger smile this time, "I-If you... ah, were looking to sell that rock of yours."