There was an old superstition among Orpheus's people that if a human ever turned and spoke directly to you then the sheer power of the wisdom that they were trying to convey would overload your mind and make you to explode. This idea was generally dismissed both by those that thought that the idea of the humans thinking anything anymore was absurd and the practically minded folks that simply stated that humans did not speak and never spoke. However to those that thought the humans had evolved their thinking to a point that they thought things so profound there was just nothing more important than thinking them the idea held more sway and always invited a certain degree of caution when in their vicinity.

Orpheus fell into this camp, and it was partly why he had not spoken. The other part was...well...just how did one greet their gods? What did you say? What were you supposed to do with your hands? Should you speak loudly and clearly so the can hear you, or softly so as not to hurt their ears. This is how King Peleus must have felt, he decided, standing around on Mt. Olympus surrounded by deities on his wedding day, some of them just goofing around like they were normal people. Add to this the culture shock of witnessing a bustling human city, all the noise compared to the serene and ghostly silence that permeated such places back home, the palaces grandeur contrasted with its uncountable small flaws giving it an unreal beauty unlike anything he had ever seen before, and it was little wonder that he had unconsciously retreated into himself as he moved through the city until what had drifted into the throne room was nothing but a crystal ball, purple light leaking from the busted gash up top. Further keeping him all defensive like this was the appearance of Tocsax, through one of those black portals. The same sort of black portal, same sound and everything. Seeing as no one else reacted to that, though, he decided to bide his time and wait for his nerves to settle. 

Two concepts, however, provided by he self admitted Nobody forced his hand and made him speak up; The group he'd used to belong too, and the method to restore a Nobody to its normal form. The small orb shook, scattering a cloud of small fibrous crystal and emitted purple light. The light reflected on the cloud, shaping it until the clear imagine of a human body was wrapped securely around the core. "Sorry to interrupt." he said, desperately wishing that he could actually sound sorry for interrupting. He stepped forward, striding right up to Tocsax. This was where all his observations paid off! He would ask his question of the gods, and would do so with perfect decorum!

He wrapped his arms tightly around Tocsax, just as he had seen Lilliana do before she had introduced herself. As he let go, he tried to capture at least a little of the dignity Lucas Smith had injected into his own introduction for a times two introduction decorum combo. He could not, but that didn't stop him. "My name is Zeta 33,576 Orpheus and Eurydice. You can think of me as sort of an ambassador of the twenty-three servers, and there's something I have to know before we move on. These guys you used to run with, did they dress in big black coats?"