I cannot help but snort in both jest and amusement at his proposition, entertained by the idea of him eventually taking residence within Glorall. I cannot lie - it is something I have hoped for since I left Taviora, sure that he would see the sense in such a thing and yet, perhaps it is best we have kept this distance for the time being. After all, it has kept us both free from accusation or challenge in regards to our behavior some time ago; it would have been suspicious, yes, for him to suddenly become so close after so long apart. Still, it would be beneficial to have him here. He is wise, wiser than he might even know, and perhaps his presence is... a good thing. It allows me to remain more natural rather than be forced to speak out of turn and order. He always did operate as a suitable mouthpiece, no?

I am pleased, however, that Solaris will allow me the chance to inspect the boy in some way. It is not often that new wolves desire a path of diplomacy and so, I grow curious as to what kind of calibre such wolves are at. Indeed, it is a difficult thing, the act of appeasing so many while performing a balancing act. It is with that in mind that I turn to the boy, ears forward and eyes fixated as I catch the slightest scent of nervousness. There is the quietest sound of thrumming, a youthful nervousness that causes my lip to twitch momentarily in amusement. I have no doubt Solaris will notice both it and the boy's uncertainty, yet I do not raise the issue. I merely continue to watch and wait, patient in the presence of Solaris.

His voice finally comes, surprisingly deep for his appearance and yet, it brings a brow to attention. It is an unusual voice and one I grow instantly curious of; it lacks... the finesse, I suppose, of many others. Confident though. In fact, I can almost swear the stench of nervousnes leaves the air as he speaks such simple words: peace. I suppose one could say Glorall has been at peace with Taviora for many years. After all, I garnered rank in such a place once and even now, I find myself enjoying the company of their own; Zeltzin and Solaris, I think, would be enough reason for me to maintain that peace. Anything additional is merely... a byproduct.

"Truly, a standard proposal," I speak as he falls quiet, my head falling into a tilted position as I take a short step forward to meet his eyes more levelly, "Taviora is a pack with many allies. Glorall is not. What, then, might occur lest an ally of Taviora find issue with Glorall?" A pressing question - a difficult one - and yet I allow my eyes to roam towards Solaris, assuring the boy that he might seek to remain quiet if he so desires. I watch Solaris too, curious as to what point he will see himself needing to interject. For now though, I remain close enough to the boy to truly watch his features, doing my best to remain patient though I grow weary and more curious of Solaris' true purpose above all else.