Of course he listened closely as she spoke, mulling over her words with a slow nodding motion. Of course, the treaty was a rather standard matter but it seemed, at least, that it had come finally with honest intentions. In the past, the wolves of Iromar had seemingly operated with more dubious intentions but this... this was very standard, which worked to verify its validity. Besides, what she had said of Jumanji had brought an amused grin to his lips, a brow raising ever so slightly. It had, in a sense, bothered him a little that Jumanji had crawled straight back to Iromar but he supposed even usurpers had to find a home eventually. In fact, Samael had come bearing a similar sentiment. Hell, even the quietest of chuckles resonated in his chest before he spoke, being sure to quell any bad blood that they might have believed existed.

"Jumanji acted on his own accord - I hold no part of Iromar responsible for any actions he took or intends to take. Try as we might, even Alphas cannot change the minds of some." He paused but for a moment, pondering once more before addressing the more important matters of their meeting. Of course, he hoped to steer their conversation away from creatures such as Jumanji and towards something much more positive. "As for this treaty? I must say, I am more than happy to pledge Glorall's friendship to Iromar. After all, it was my home once and continues to be the home of my Hand's family."

Rogue would be pleased, he imagined, knowing that (hopefully) soon she would be able to traverse from pack to pack without any issues. It would benefit others, too, to be able to meet the wolves of Iromar without the risk of losing themselves or their limbs. He had to wonder, was Raven some kind of indication of Iromar's own inner changes? She hardly seemed to be the kind to have originally come with Baphomet and his lot. Perhaps in time he would learn more of her, his curiosity an obvious mark in his features, but that would progress naturally. Imagine then if he had known who her mother was - surprised would not adequately convey his feelings at all.

"I believe," he finally begun with a gentle shake of his head to rid his wandering mind, "our packs could both benefit from a closer relationship. Perhaps a meeting of sorts could be organized? It would provide a chance for those within our homes to forge their own relationships with one another. Would you say such an idea would be... plausible?"

His eyes moved to meet hers with a certain curiosity, his tail waving lazily several times in an effort to convey his goodwill. With this, perhaps both Glorall and Iromar could begin to take steps towards mending a rather.. temperamental relationship. He had to wonder... how would the others pack feel exactly?