The beastkin carried himself with a polite stance. Standing up staight, keeping a friendly tone, maybe a bit too passive.

[@Yomojo]
Bowing, the beastkin properly introduced himself.[color=8882be]Forgive me. You're not in trouble. All your questions will be answered in due time. Once formalities are out of the way. I am Hueco. Assistant Head Researcher of Amalgamate Research at the Gishkhan Branch. I was transferred here last month on orders from my boss.[/color] He said, showing his badge. Right there, below his name, was the aforementioned title. Looks like he wasn't kidding around. 

[@Ember Storm]
[color=8882be]Uh...[/color] Hueco waved a dismissive hand. [color=8882be]Please no smoking here. It may disturb some of the creatures here.[/color] Plus, he had a sensitive nose. Smells of smoke, especially cigar smoke, were far too pungent for him. Putting a hand over his nose, he tried to not take in any of the fumes. [color=8882be][i]"I can smell it from here!"[/i][/color]

[@Ember Storm][@Yomojo]
With his hand still over his nose, he continued. [color=8882be]Follow me... It is just you two and myself for now.[/color] He said, as he opened the door to the next room. There, was a small meeting room of sorts. A table with chairs, a blackboard and some chalk, no details around the room, just your ordinary, sterile meeting room.