Belmont tilted his head when Halle spoke, raising his gaze to observe the other group. Mechelen had seemed like she started to address him but changed her mind, but–well, that was fine. Maybe she was just more comfortable around women or kids closer to her age. He couldn’t blame her. He wasn’t dressed in any pretty colors, he wasn’t a Lysithea Knight.
He flashed a quick smile and raised a hand in greeting. “Nice to meet you all. Belmont,” he introduced. Briefly, he held up his flail. “I can make a storm. Good to keep a bit of distance between me and enemies.” He hadn’t used it often to know if there was more to it, but best they know what to expect if he had to use it. "I'm not bad at fighting, I've had a bit of practice." And a lot of self-defense classes to make sure he was prepared. The idea of combat didn't make him nervous, but he much preferred an enemy you could see to Chaos.
He was glad to have a Mauvian there; if there was some tech issue, they should be in good hands, right? And there were a good number of them, so if there was any sort of conflict they should be able to handle it. Probably. He just hoped the door would open without them needing to bust it down.
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