Iris listened to the Priest with a bit of wonder in his eyes. What could he do that was such a great ordeal, he was only an Apprentice, and had only been with his Master for eleven years, not enough for him to fully realize his potential as a Keyblade Master. Silently, he thought about the robed figure, and clenched at his heart, filling a small bit of disturbance. Suddenly, the door busted open. Iris quickly jumped up in the excitement, his eyes averting to it quickly.

He watched the scene silently, keeping his hands at the ready in case of a fight broke out. Of course, this was not the case, and he began to settle down. Watching the red haired man and the knightly boy, he raised an eyebrow, inspecting the way he acted, talked, walked, anything that could give him a hint as to how he acted. Sighing out, he waited for the boy to introduce himself.