"Pleased to meet yours as well" Damien replied to the female. "These are just a precaution" he added, pointing to his M80. He then left everyone to their own conversations while he checked any entrance a potential enemy could come through. Although he didn't tell anyone, he was actually looking for the pirates that the merchant sent to kill the Iron Talons. He had a funny feeling they would not be far behind but this could just be his imagination or a minor concussion playing tricks on him. After he went round the room twice he began to look closely at their hosts without staring. The man seemed old and short with long white hair protruding his chin and a knowledgeable, wizened old face. The female, however seemed to be his antithesis. At least a third taller than Damien, a young (and admittedly pretty) face and the pointy ears which somehow seemed to distract him as everything else seemed human apart from the enlarged ears.