Voltaire stood in place as he remarked the all-female party with two different kinds of interest. The first was awe and admiring of a clearly more veteran group of adventurers, their equipment looked so much better and cooler than what he had to work with. The second was purely a response to their looks, especially the human who had his heart running a little faster than it did before. It took him some deal of restraint not to simply gawk like some kind of creep.

The prum made him let out a single, quiet laugh as she called Koph 'cute'. It was not that Voltaire didn't agree but it was amusing to have someone say in such a way. Listening to them, it was clear that they were pretty close....something he wanted to share with Koph one day. Today was a good start to their relationship, he thought, but he hoped they could become best friends. Of course not a word of this would ever be spilled to her directly.

Voltaire did his best to preserve their names in the back of his mind where he wouldn't forget them. However, he honestly didn't ever hear of one of them previously. It was then time for their time to speak in the conversation it seemed. Pride bade him answer before Koph got a chance to, taking a more steady posture as he spoke

[color=7ea7d8][b]"My name is Voltaire and this is Koph."[/b][/color] He gestured to her then continued speaking [color=7ea7d8][b]"We are from the Amaterasu Familia."[/b][/color] His voice carried with it the energy and pride of a new adventurer. The difference was that his came from years of having nothing while dreaming of this day. Each beat of his heart was faster and faster as the gaze of the women adventurers came down upon him.