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Hearing the leader of these mercenaries beckon to "Hallik," Ejin gestured towards him to let him know it was okay to drop the conversation (purely for politeness). But inside he was silently cursing his poor timing. If he had arrived just a bit earlier, he could have already been affiliated with the man and, therefore, closer to joining their group. But no matter. He would find a way in one way or another.

He scooted closer to the group slowly, listening in to what appeared to be shenanigans and waiting for an opportunity to either pipe up when he had an opportunity or follow the group to observe their demeanor and friendliness... of ccourse, he knew if he wanted in he couldn't remain hidden too long or they would become suspicious of something. He didn't want to damage a sense of trust before it existed. So he sat, and waited, at a table near the party of strange, strange people.