BLOOD & WINE | open && joiner

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]ANIMA BLAIR - " STORMS DON'T WEEP FOR THE DROWNED "[/glow]

"Just Anima or Annie will do. Bit of a mouthful." She replies, still smiling as he introduces himself. She gives a quick nod, making sure to try and remember the name but... She's not the best at remembering names. Everyone blends into one when you don't spend much time in one place after all. It's rude to forget a name though, she knows that much.

The mention of a proposition, she crosses her arms and tilts her head. As he mentions joining them, her expression darkens just a little, eyebrows raised. She's not... She hasn't been in a group for years. The thought of having to integrate into one - especially considering what happened to the last one... She manages to keep her expression as even as possible. There are merits she supposes to staying with them and she has to stay for a while to fix her equipment anyways.

"I'm sorry, I'm not really used to staying groups, so the offer comes as..." A shock? An insult? She allows herself to trail off whilst she mentally searches for a decent word to describe her feelings towards the situation. When she can't find one, she sighs and shrugs. "I presume that things would be expected of me? I've had some run ins with, shall we say - less than friendly groups. I don't want to be joining a set of bandits." They don't look like bandits, but there's every chance that's because their raiding party is currently indisposed somewhere else.

"There's also the matter of my partner - a hawk, Seven. I presume he would also be protected and looked after?" She has to inquire about the bird too, even if he's gone for a fly and hunt of his own. The two are mostly inseparable, and to tear one apart from the other is... Unthinkable to Anima. Perhaps not to Seven, but definitely to her.