Firefly Glen Go ahead and change me

"This ain't about me." He retorted playfully with a smirk, knowing how hypocritical his statement sounded but leaving it at that. With the movement of her shoulder, the pale brute moved back a bit to allow Keres to settle, rolling his shoulders a bit before taking a seat as well. 

"So far, yeah. It ain't that bad here to be honest..." Āzon didn't know what he was expecting after joining the glen, but an instinctual part of him said to be afraid -- on his guard at all times. The last time he was in a pack, it was his birth home; the very place on earth he called hell. After that, the very thought of becoming part of an alliance again instilled a suppressed fear in Ignis' chest. But..... "I'm glad...you brought me here..."

There was a distinct, vulnerable softness in his voice when he thanked her, and it was genuine.