Jenus bowed to Samsara as she went into her room and turned to return to the gardens and continue working on his technique. He wasn't among the oldest members of Clan Prowler, he would never claim that, but he was not new to it either. He could still remember a time when the dojo wasn't nearly as full as it was now, though he hadn't noticed the increase in members right away. He'd been a reclusive Tenno when he first arrived. Now he would team up with his brothers and sisters when needed, but his actions would speak for him, rarely his words.

As he returned to his place in the gardens, sliding into a stance to begin a series of fast attacks with the kamas, he thinks on what Samsara had said about attacking another Clan to get to the Lotus. [i]And so the dishonor to our clan name continues unopposed. The clans only protect Lotus because she has them fooled, much like she had many of us fooled. To be forced to kill our brothers and sisters in the other clans...[/i] He snorted in discontent and began his motions, striking as fast as his frame would allow. He then went into the sweeping strike that he'd been doing when he first approached Samsara.