His emotionless draconic eyes stared at her as she spoke, the scales on his neck his neck and shoulders shifting and rippling ever so slightly. He'd seen her kind before, too many times in fact while he was still serving in the military. Individuals with rough pasts who were trying to prove themselves somehow, and her words that she could take care of herself was enough to know she was that type. Anyone worth their shit would know one alone person was weak, without brothers and sisters by their side they'd have no hope of making it through; there was strength in numbers, and her words spoke as if she was trying to convince herself just as well as him.

He gave her a nod and stepped back respectfully. There was a way to deal with those sorts, one learned many ways to deal with all sorts of people as a squad sergeant, to work with their strengths and weaknesses. With this woman, considering he wasn't at all her leader, he decided giving her space was perhaps the best way to her good graces; if they were going to be working together they needed at least some sort of mutual respect between them, even if they hated each other there had to be something that would prevent one from stabbing the other in the back. Respect was almost always that something.

Belgrax waited until she gave her documents then presented his to the guards.