[@DriveEMOut]

Aion's highly sensitive ears picked up Arthur's shouting, one eyebrow raising slowly. [i] 'Meet the others? What does he think this is, a meet n' greet?' [/i] His eyes narrowed. After deciding it wouldn't hurt to go, Aion turned, his form passing through the hallway quickly.

As he neared Arthur, however, his arm would grow darker, almost trying to hide itself. 

Too bad Aion couldn't.