Thomas chuckled for a moment before responding to Gareth, "Yes, I do suppose it's an invitation. It'd be my honor to have another like me there." Thomas said, looking at Gareth with a smirk, glad he would be able to spend the midnight feast conversing with a member of his own race, and not the typical dry-humored politicians, or the humorless Order knights. Thomas turned his attention to the clerks, who looked at Thomas waiting for him to speak up, "My friend here would like to enter the archery section of the tournament. Gareth Harker." Thomas spoke up, taking charge of the exchange. One clerk pulled out a sheaf of parchment, and begun to write down Gareth's name, along with what section of the tournament he'd be participating in, "Okay, when the archery section of the tournament starts, you'll be expected to be here." The clerk said, with a slight smile, as he went back to conversing with his partner. Thomas turned to Gareth, with a soft smile on his face, "There you go. You're now in the King's Tournament." Thomas said, holding his smile, "I have to begin preparations at my tent, for the jousting section of the tournament, if you'd like to come with me." Thomas invited. His squires had already taken the initiative helping prep Thomas for the joust, but he still had some small details to take care of before competing.