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[quote]“Guilty! I’m Vashti Nour. Nice to meet you. Come, come, you should have a seat, I take it you’re with them, then? Are you the leader? Wait, Kimberley said Agatha was the...sorry, I’m rambling. I’m really excited. You’re really big. And I’m really embarrassed so I’m really gonna stop...talking...now…”
	- Vashti[/quote]

Herik laughed jovially along with the orange woman, he's used to these types of reactions. An ex told him it was because women find him attractive, but he doesn't pay it any mind. Drastic reactions to him vary depending on the person. He took a seat next to the woman with long brown hair.

He barely sat down before Lyss came over. Did he miss the memo about her joining him? He would check his phone, but that would be rude in the middle of a conversation. He knew Kayla was coming. He smiled at Lyss and waved. He looked watched each woman, tried to get a feel for them. Vashti seems sweet, someone he could a long with. He's always up for friendly individuals. Taylor had a similar feeling to Kayla, which wasn't a bad thing, but definitely one that could cause the Coven trouble. He wouldn't deny her entering though. The more the merrier and she probably needed people like they all needed each other. Ashley was hard to read. She didn't react to him either way. Probably a quiet type. That's good too.

He was last for a second on who Kimberly was, until Lyss said her name. Paranormal investigator Kimberly Walton? She was in contact with their group? He's a huge fan. He wondered why Agatha never said anything...actually she probably would have if they weren't attacked by the FBI or whoever they truly are if Lyss is right that they aren't who they said they are. Hopefully he'll get to meet her. Someone so experienced could teach him a thing or to, help him with his mother perhaps.

Kayla joined them, he slid over as much as he could, hoping he didn't squish Ashley into the wall, but the booth wasn't big enough for three adults, no matter how small the other two were. The energy chanced. It was a little awkward with Lyss and felt like something could start, but it got heavy when Kayla sat down. It felt like usual conversations with the Coven goes. The newcomers tensed up and he could tell they felt threatened. Oh no. He doesn't want this to be their first impression of the group. While threats and yelling worked for other members, it wouldn't work for new people that needed somewhere to go. They might decide to leave like Agatha did and he didn't want to lose any more friends. New or old. 

Each girl presented their situation, which was tragic in all three cases. They could help them, so he brought his smile back to lighten the sober and serious mood.

"You're all powerful, which is great but you need help like the rest of us. I think that's the most important. I don't think we should refuse them." He looked at Kayla, bright eyed and hopeful. "As long as they follow the rules." Rules they haven't made yet. "Then we should be good. They seem like good fits and could get along with most of our members." Minus Emily and Babylon. "So far I'm not getting any bad feelings." He leaned into Kayla's space and whispered. "Not like with Babylon." Cause she's the worst in terms of trouble. None of the newcomers are like that, so they can't be that bad. "Plus, Ashley plays guitar. That's pretty cool." He said aloud. He hoped he pleaded their case well. He's not good with words sometimes.