Ankyra Sound imma break that birdy's neck

He didn't have beef with this kid. His mom? Sure. But the young man seemed reasonable enough, which already put him head and shoulders higher in Verx's esteem. It wasn't the time for wisecracks now, not when it appeared as if he was being given a seat at the table. He gave Illidan a nod, firm, eyes set on the other's face.

I appreciate it, Vercingetorix said, the ghost of a smile upon his muzzle. He didn't miss the look on Blackhead's face that ran somewhat counter to the invitation, but whatever. Didn't look like she was making the decision, anyway. I'm not such a bad guy when I'm on your side. I can promise you that.

And truly, he wasn't. It just might not be the kind of innocuous entrance they were, perhaps, hoping for.