Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180320025636

The young man, unlike the group, was instead sitting at the bottom of the stairs. His gaze ever down and away from the rest, though his ears pick up whatever they say. His bakc bent forward as to make himself as unnoticeable as possible, he merely listens, knowing he'll have to speak up. However, he will wait for someone else to speak of their abilities before saying anything.

Really, judging by the scribbing he starts doing on a thin piece of paper, it's rather obvious he'd prefer not to talk at all in fear of incuring the ire of whoever. After all, respect was the law here. Any tone, word or gesture could be seen as defiant.