Originally Posted by Murkus
Ordo turns around once they're inside, just in time to see a halfling matching Dipsnig's description enter the room. He looks at Marciano with a bit of a poker face, keeping it blank, before his eyes find those mechano-panthers. The psion growls - far deeper and louder than the growl a human throat could produce - at the machines.
Less to try and scare them - which would be useless, considering their artificial nature - more so his coworkers will note their presence. Otherwise, he stays quiet, eyes flicking to Valente angrily. This anger is not directed specifically at him, but he is rather tense.
Marciano smiles, looking smug. Ooh! Is there a party?