"Yeah, I figured. Any overlord worth their salt should, at the very least, know what their mortal enemy [i]looks[/i] like," Gareth nodded, eyes closed in thought, "Nothing more than figurehead to quell chaos, as usual that had to be me." He rubbed at the back of his neck and glanced up at Jason after his final comment. "Well gee willikers, I can go back home an internationally wanted man, practically lined up for execution already, or I can go join a group of freedom fighters to take down an evil regime that wants me dead. Hmm... [i]I think I'll go for the former,[/i]" he answered sarcastically, giving a cursory glance at the other people gathered in the room. "That was a joke," he added bluntly, "Of course I'm joining. I'm not an idiot."