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Khol was... quite confused at the reactions of his allies-to-be. Two of them were so willing to open themselves up to him, despite his cold exterior, and the third didn't seem too appalled by his presence. Perhaps they sought something more from him? No, that couldn't be the case. What did he have to give to them, anyway? No, it's more likely they don't recognize him for what he is. It's the only logical solution, after all. For now, then, Khol would play along with these pleasantries, still keeping aware to not make too many lasting attachments.

"[color=violet]Ah, I haven't had liquor before...[/color]" Khol answered Koth with the sincerity of a child as he slowly shook his hand with a firm and guarded grip. Khol had indeed never consumed strong alcohol before, although he wonders if it was for good reason. There were many things he had gone through during his earlier years for the sake of awakening The Beast, so perhaps alcohol would subdue it to some degree? It was something Khol had given some honest thought over. Perhaps he'll drink alone, at first, and see what The Beast would do then?

As for the Yanaski, Khol nodded his head to the side at her remark, confused. She could... [i]smell[/i] him, but was still not afraid? Perhaps this was a peculiarity of her kind? Or perhaps this was to point out that they were kindred spirits who must wander the wilds. She seemed the least civilized of them all, for sure. The gift she had given him was much stranger, especially for one who has never received a gift before. It was... some sort of seed? Was he supposed to eat it? Whatever it was, Khol acknowledged the seed for what it might be, and gave the strange woman a nod as a response to her bowing out, placing it into his pocket.

"[color=violet]I'll... treasure it?[/color]" He responded, not fully hiding his insecurity in his otherwise stoic demeanor.

Stepping back once more as Tati'yana approached Koth, Khol crossed his arms once more. Unlike earlier, he appeared less guarded than he was earlier, but there were still clear barriers set in stone for whoever wished to approach him. As he had done so, he took a quick side glance at the Dragonborn, giving him a nod of acknowledgment, as well. It seemed that he too didn't feel comfortable around others, although it was likely due to the tidings of a certain other reptile in the group. At the same time, Khol did not wish to remain too friendly with Hawks. He did seem to be some sort of mage after all, and mages weren't to be trusted. Ah well, at least the mage had the most sense of them all.

"[color=violet]So what do you have for us?[/color]" Khol asked Logrim after a long sigh, mentally exhausted from the exchange of pleasantries alone. He wanted to do what he needed to do fast, not keen on standing here all day playing twenty one questions. "[color=violet]I've got a sword, and I know how to use it if that's what you're wondering.[/color]" Khol nodded in the direction of the massive broadsword chained to his back, raising his chin up like the thug he once was. A stroke of confidence, a slight change in demeanor...

It seemed that Khol was not the impatient one in the party, but..[color=silver].[/color]