Vaelin was quite surprised by the appearance of Thomas, the lofting of both of his eyebrows served as a distinct indication to this. His eyes focused on the details of the reptilian face but lacked any words in relation toward it, nor toward the fact of his orange glowing eyes. “Just Vaelin myself, Ex-Alotta-things and Freelancer, I have met that one but it wasn’t that much of a meeting to be honest.”
He moved to sit next to Thomas showing any lack of discrimination others might and he looked toward the other two figures assessing their equipment and looks. “Humans are hardly tolerant of their own race let alone whatever you might be, no offense meant.”
