Arrow Lake a simple phrase

There was a rising irritation in the assumed Alpha's voice. Of the possible scenarios Sycamore had imagined, this hadn't been one of them; he wondered if there was anything left of this first impression to be salvaged. The rogue squirmed uncomfortably. Relax, he thought to himself, They aren't all like him.

Sycamore rolled his shoulders back only enough to position himself in an awkward quasi-seated position. Although the shadow maintained his focus on the ground, he watched the stranger carefully with timed glances.

My name, he began, voice level and smooth, is Sycamore. I'm willing to take up any trade that you may need. It was a nicer way to say, I am completely untrained and have never been this far from home before, please help.