[PQ] Safe As Unstable Houses

He needed a distraction. The last journey he'd taken with one of his people resulted in them coming upon a terrifying beast. He'd gotten himself and Mimora out of there in time, but he was shaken still. That thing's features burned itself into his mind, the stuff of nightmares. He would throw himself at anything just to divert his thoughts. That was when this opportunity came up. Seeing that Koel had amassed another group of individuals, their travels would take them to a ruined set of buildings. Granted, Moses wasn't particularly excited about being this close to the spire, but bigger numbers meant more successful endeavors. Considering their numbers were sporadic, unorganized, and not to mention reeling, they needed all the help they could get. Sign him up. Phoebe made her way down to join the Shapechanger long prior, but his trailings were not far behind. He joined up with the small ensemble, giving a respectful nod to the woman and to Koel. While they stood in anticipation, Perfetti couldn't help his gaze from switching back to the woman every now and then. She looked awfully familiar to someone he knew... Moses stood silently and at attention when the Overseer began to speak, a well-rooted respect returning in nostalgic fashion. How he missed his people so much, and being among them again was comforting to the soldier. Despite the fact that he had been away for some time, his return, while confusing, was well received, at least in his mind. He wanted to make sure that he didn't come off any differently than when he was originally among them. If this was a second chance, goodness he was going to take it. It was then that Mr. Ambray indicated to the doors, and that splitting up would be the best course of action. A small sigh left his nose at hearing that. Great, small numbers again. If this place had any consistency they would surely run into something. But being within earshot was definitely something Moses could manage. But who would be his partner? He looked about, doing a double take when he found Amaya shuffling closer to him. "Princess- I mean, uhm..." Oh no. What was her maiden name again? "Amaya. How long have you been standing there?" He'd heard she never spoke much, so he offered her his arm should she wish to grasp it. He looked back up to Koel, slightly concerned that his teammate was going to be another woman. It was a personal belief of his that men were obligated to protect their female counterparts. "I... guess I've found my partner, Mr. Ambray." Moses-Joel Men of Honor are hard to Find.