I'm Sorry, But the King You're Looking For is....

[Demetri Malius]

Demetri's frown was covered by his facecloth by the woman who had to drink and eat from some kind of mechanism. He felt rather fascinated by the device, and wondered what had happened to cause such damage to her. Her question was valid, however, and she was right to be suspicious of him. She seemed to possibly know something, but if he wanted answers, he was going to have to gain their trust. Nothing he wasn't used to.

"I was heading this way in search of the man I mentioned, and I happened to spot you guys from afar, and saw how you defeated that dragon. I did not know whether or not you would attack, but it was possible that you were heading this castle because of the koopa. I decided to hitch a ride. No harm done."

She then mentioned something about accidentally summoning things in the omniverse. He had summoned Iris, but not accidentally.

"I don't recall doing such a thing, though I figure it can be done with a delicate mind."

After he spoke, he realized that she might have done so, and wondered if his remark might offend her. However, it had already been said, nothing could be done about it. He then listened to the others responses, and then gave a second glance as Drake announced that he wasn't a prime. That was surprising, but understandable. Demetri can tell he was as powerful as some primes, but he didn't give of the same type of power primes did.

At this point, Miranda seemed to be the leader of the group. Zack and Drake seemed more casual and laid back, and Colonel more serious, like Miranda. Demetri stole another glance at his makeshift dataverse device. He received a new message from Nealaphh, who's secondaries seemed to have retrieved IRIS. That was good news. He also read that Drake was with the institute. How interesting, he didn't mention anything about it, even though it seemed that he knew. Perhaps he didn't want to announce his affiliation, Demetri took to it to do the same. He then finished answering Miranda's question.

"If you wish, I will accompany you to pursue the bandits you mentioned, I can hold my own."

He kept his arms crossed as he spoke, continuing to observe the group. It seemed the it was mostly Miranda that held suspicion against him, but at least if anything went the wrong way, Drake would have it back, or so he hoped.