Tzirret's eyes went to Sabine worriedly. He could not think of how to interrupt just yet.

Being oblivious of Tzirret's approach with the group, Sabine frowned and raised an eyebrow with confusion at Ma'tanza's description of him. "He was not nervous at all?" Sabine asked with a hint of surprise, "Are you sure it was Tzirret you met? Tzirret has always been nervous about talking to new people. I did not even know he was capable doing as much on his own-"

"Hey, Why must Sabine doubt Tzirret?" Tzirret said in a high pitched, defensive tone, "He was not scared. Just..." Tzirret clutched his forearm and looked away, but kept a defensive tone, "He was a bit nervous. Who wouldn't be?"

Sabine was quietly astonished for a moment, but then she smiled and chortled at Tzirret's overreaction. "We are proud of you anyway, Tzirret."

Tzirret let out a huff. "It is just meeting new people," Tzirret mumbled without making eye contact. He then looked to Ma'tanza and felt as if he needed to try and restore his veneer. "These ones like to tease me sometimes," he said, managing a weak smile, "That is all this is."

It was only then that Sabine took the hint about the situation. For Tzirret's sake, she did not want to ruin it for him. "So..." Sabine asked with friendly eyes. Her gaze landed on Bheja and his equipment, "Are you going on a hunt today?"