Hercynia
Island of Thoughts
Nodding at the Tiefling representative's answer, Kaloy sat back in his chair. Seemed like they would be getting some resources after all - although he couldn't deny the mention of a budget worried him a little. Talk of prisoners - the other white-haired elf, he presumed - was intriguing. Property of Servissive Inc. - not an organisation that Kaloy was particularly familiar with. A lapse in his research, it would seem. Perhaps more important to note was the gnome's response to the lunar elf's proposal - he seemed adamantly set against using a void ship, which was... not really an unusual stance. What did strike the elf as unusual was his tonal shift: anger that hinted at something behind the casual tone the gnome had been using, and the hasty cover-up of said anger. Interesting indeed.
Still, the refugee relief plan seemed settled. The lunar elf was apparently to be their pilot, which... well, it didn't worry Kaloy. Made him... wary, perhaps. Pain, the odd tiefling, had doodled an impressively detailed sketch of a ship on the wall where the orc had stood. While it may not have been unanimous agreement, everybody seemed fairly content with the plan - pretend to work under the West-Galactic Benefaction, get into the city, and then... what? Presumably they'd figure out the rest there, which seemed... chaotic, but perhaps it would be beneficial to do it away from the unknown number of potential eyes - a room they had not chosen, in a place Kaloy didn't trust. At least it was in Mizen's domain.
A thought flitted across Kaloy's mind - he could probably offer to get in alone, take it the artifact, and vanish. Then, on second consideration; dismissing the thought. As the angry man had shown, offers to go in alone would be quickly rebuffed, or countered. None of them particularly trusted eachother, understandably. The representative's comments about conflicting loyalties came to mind too - appearing as a committed team member would likely be better, at least for the moment. Better to take the artifact and vanish later - in any case, an opportunity to do so would surely arise. And if not, Kaloy would just have to create it.
For now the elf continued to sit back quietly - he didn't have anything to add, so... might as well watch, for now.
Still, the refugee relief plan seemed settled. The lunar elf was apparently to be their pilot, which... well, it didn't worry Kaloy. Made him... wary, perhaps. Pain, the odd tiefling, had doodled an impressively detailed sketch of a ship on the wall where the orc had stood. While it may not have been unanimous agreement, everybody seemed fairly content with the plan - pretend to work under the West-Galactic Benefaction, get into the city, and then... what? Presumably they'd figure out the rest there, which seemed... chaotic, but perhaps it would be beneficial to do it away from the unknown number of potential eyes - a room they had not chosen, in a place Kaloy didn't trust. At least it was in Mizen's domain.
A thought flitted across Kaloy's mind - he could probably offer to get in alone, take it the artifact, and vanish. Then, on second consideration; dismissing the thought. As the angry man had shown, offers to go in alone would be quickly rebuffed, or countered. None of them particularly trusted eachother, understandably. The representative's comments about conflicting loyalties came to mind too - appearing as a committed team member would likely be better, at least for the moment. Better to take the artifact and vanish later - in any case, an opportunity to do so would surely arise. And if not, Kaloy would just have to create it.
For now the elf continued to sit back quietly - he didn't have anything to add, so... might as well watch, for now.