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He fell quiet and remained with a fairly neutral expression on his face as he listened to Osiris and Tabriëlle converse. Still, he could see no red flags that might indicate that she was unstable, or that she might not be useful in the pack. She was respectful, and seemed capable of controlling her emotions even when it meant discussing something that was quite traumatic. That wasn't so say she was devoid of emotions- but she could obviously compartmentalize, at least; that meant that in a chaotic situation or a crisis, she might still be able to keep her cool. 

Toad was obviously relieved, and he wasn't surprised to see her so pleased with the outcome; Toad had a gentle heart, and he could tell that she felt pity for the wandering lass. He kept some of his composure and didn't leap about as Toad did, but he was also still trying to deal with being in a sombre mood, following Fennec's disappearance. He did smile, nevertheless, and once the other two had stepped away, he stepped forward with a docile, gentle pace to touch his muzzle to Tabriëlle's as well, marking her inclusion in the pack. As though he'd read Toad's mind, he nodded and added "Sure. I've got a cache near there that has a partridge in it," He said, volunteering that as a meal. He'd been brought up to feed those who were hungry, and that offering food was a good way to welcome someone. Quietly, he moved along with the others, hoping that Tabriëlle would fit in well in her new home.