[color=00a651]"I hold a similar feeling."[/color] Damian whispered in response to the woman that approached his side. Taking note of the sharp looking woman he could tell she was well trained, the way she stood was most telling.

Before he could speak further the quartet had made a rather... explosive exit. He weathered it well enough, making sure his pack faced the least of it. Brushing his sleeves of leftover he watched one of the quartet return soon after, carrying one of the other girls upon her back, Lapis he thought her name was.

Feeling the back of his neck tense he turned, glancing up to find the leader of tower right as he introduced himself with a rather flamboyant entrance. It wasn't a bad introduction to be sure, simply more... interesting, to say the least.

The soft clicks of heels on stone pulled his gaze from the floating Sage to the staircase, where a young woma- he paused, eyes narrowing by a hair as he looked at her.

For a moment he could only stare, blinking. This woman, Brunhyldia, he knew that name. Hard not to and yet.. why was he feeling that she was... familiar.. It was a deep feeling, it had no words, but like a strange case of deja-vu he couldn't make sense of it fully.

Pushing it down he forced his gaze back to the man as he, Brun and the rest of the staff gave their complete entrance.

The woman beside Damian would hear a soft hum come from the man before his palms came to rest on his hips.

[color=00a651]"Alright, if that's the case Arteus then it'd be time to have that meeting, no?"[/color]