Noctisardor Bypass I keep trying to let you go

Kyn allows the slightest bit of a smile to tilt his lips up at Mahler’s introduction and his offer to answer said inquiries. The man seems calm, cool, and collected, so Kyn would be the same. 

Another joins then though, a small female and Kyn allows himself to shift his gaze towards her as she approaches. She hangs from Mahler’s side and despite her look of distaste for them, he dips his head in greeting, smile never leaving his maw. He almost wants it to get more smug at the way she looks at him, but he doesn’t. Wouldn’t be polite now would it? 

So Kyn turns to the matter at hand: his questions. 

“A pleasure, Mahler.” The brindled brute hums out easily with his usual charm. Not in any form of ass kissing, but simply how he always acts. He flicks canary orbs back to the woman at his side. She doesn’t offer a name, doesn’t say a word actually, but Kyn doesn’t question it, only continues.

“The pack not far from here, Ursus, they’ve left the Valley.” He informs professionally. “You wouldn’t happen to know of their whereabouts or maybe which direction they left in do you?”

The Grandmaster doesn’t immediately reveal why he’s looks for them, only that he is looking for them. Though of course if they simply need to know, he supposes he might just tell them. Depending on their answer of course.