Voltaire managed to relax as he swung his legs off the side of the bed and stood up. Now that they stood side by side, he found he was barely an inch higher maybe even less. He had pretty much fallen asleep in his normal clohtes, a light blue-gray t-shirt and black trousers but her outfit was far more exotic. He stared down at her hand after hearing her give her name and in turn ask for his. Not as edible? Squid poor grow? What a weird amazon she was. Silver-blue eyes met Koph's as sent out his own hand and gripped her forearm, well as least she wasn't that bad to look at [color=8493ca]"Voltaire Belemont, And it's 'Quid pro quo' I think."[/color] A half-smile curved on his lips, his voice near maturity but not quite there.

The half-smile soon faded as the part he bypassed came back to mind [color=8493ca]"Wait, partners?"[/color] Confusion gripped his expression. That was not something he expected to be told right out of the gate.