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"Y'know, if you're jealous, love, you need only say so." Griffin replied casually to Erin with a soft quirk of his brow, a mischievous glint in his liquid-blue colored eye that could easily be mistaken for flirtation. 

Turning his attention to the rather swelling group of individuals around Thalia's Pine, Griffin couldn't help but let his demeanor deadpan once more. "Didn't know we were planning a welcoming party - I don't recall inviting any of you lot." Harsh as his words may be, Griffin's tone was remarkably casual, perhaps even entertained. 

To Gideon, Griffin's expression appeared to fall more. "You run out of whelps to beat up, mate?" Snorting slightly, Griffin looked out over the horizon of the forest once more, taking his sweet time before continuing. "I've no idea when Ky' vie could be back. Could be in a minute, five minutes, an hour." With a rolling shrug of his shoulders, Griffin concluded his statement. 

Now turning his attention to Claire, Griffin's features turned more laid-back and mischievous. "Afraid Erin already tried that route. Wine-God's excellent sense of judgement assured him that the socially-inept death-child would be the best greeter for half-bloods. Who am I to argue with a god?" Chuckling slightly, Griffin moved to once more lean against the Pine, crossing his arms over his chest.