Glorall was seldom kept company by a wolf without an agenda and, more unusually so,
a wolf who did not wear cunning like a cloak. If anything could be told from the stranger by mere glance alone, it was that he was not a liar. He had been an intruder - maybe - but Elohim did not pin him for a liar. Whether that would be a good thing or not would only be discovered in due time. In any case, he had been met with no hostility and in fact, it seemed like he was willing to talk before Elohim had even settled too deeply into silence. It raised a brow and tugged at his lip - mute warrior. Elohim knew the one.

But for her to invite a wolf without having informed any other? Now that was a curious thing. It made Elohim's heart flutter knowing he had discovered much more than just a stranger here! He had discovered himself a mystery. "I had considered it," he jested back with a smirk of amusement - it would be in his power, after all, but why should he?

He tilted his head then as he eyed the male off for but a moment; it was natural, he supposed, to compare the two men in Nari's life. It didn't particularly concern him though. What mattered is that the man wasn't from Asteraia or any other place from what he could tell - the check was a formality and little more. Despite his vested interest in particular wolves, he had little interest in what became of any pack and their frivolous grudges. "Are you a warrior too, then?" The question cut off his own thoughts as his eyes darted to Arturio's as his head jerked to tilt to its opposite side.

Nari had brought him, and Nari had not dictated he leave. Nari had not told anybody though and it seemed he had been there for some time - he reeked like salt and pine, after all. Now, he had found it in himself to depart whatever place he had been hiding. It was a wonder Elohim's father had yet to sniff him out - stranger still that Enoch or Escha had not come to pester somebody about a stranger. So, just what was he? It seemed less a who with all things considered. He must have been a what to Nari. In some way, Elohim almost wondered if knowing what he was would help him understand what he, himself, was too. "The Talkative Intruder and The Silent Warrior," he mused aloud to himself with another smirk, entertained by the prospect. Ah, it was much better to be caught up in this business as opposed to the so called chaos outside.