Grimm walked in after Lyna, hands clasped behind his back under the shield hanging there. He was vaguely aware that he was by far the oldest present and was two decades older than this latest arrival. He ducked into the doorway though not as much as this one was much taller than most in town. He took a place near the back of the group, being tall enough to easily see over the head of anyone else in the room. Several pairs of eyes caught his attention.

Vampires. He remembered the panic and paranoia. The thought of them had horrified him at first, but only until he had the fortune to meet one face to face. He saw them as being no different than himself and resolved to treat them as such. He thought that the capturing and exiling of them was wrong. Maybe when he decided to leave Donaieth he would try to smuggle some out with him

He let his eyes wander again, letting them rest on the young Rhys Welch. Grimm would have loved to meet him under better circumstances, discuss engineering with him. At this point Grimm wished that he had brought the gun with him. He sighed and stretched slightly. The guard had simply given an address, likely expecting that anyone in the city knew where the young inventor lived. Maybe there would be time following the meeting.

Things looked to be about to get under way so Grimm took a couple of steps out from the wall so that he could hear better. He took the shield off of his back and placed it on the floor inf front of him, holding it upright with one hand resting on the other in a relaxed way.