Tobrin's attention shifted to Mayhem, his head tilted to one side. The question that was directed to him was met with a small frown before he was shaking his head. "Under normal circumstances, yes, you would be<i>ten shades</i><i>of fucked</i>. However," and he took a sip of coffee, a slight smile crossing his face, "I'm not a threat to any of you. You offered your names and, in return, I offered mine as well." He nodded to Mayhem before adding, "Even if that weren't the case, I'm hardly in any kind of position to do anything about it."<br/><br/>The question from Murder had him turning towards the man, though he listened to the others as they gave their answers. Bella seemed to have the least experience of the group- at least that was how she had put it. It wasn't much of a surprise that Andromeda had such extensive training, given how long she had been alive. It would be interesting to hear her own stories. Roman was the next to speak up, though he didn't quite have the same impressive resume that Andromeda had. Still, he had enough experience to keep the peace in his home.<br/><br/>Tobrin waited a few moments before responding, "I have some experience in keeping my people protected." There was a slight emphasis on 'my' but it had nothing to do with the Fae: he referred to the people that looked to him as a healer. "But it's been a long time since I've been on the battlefield," he added with a slight scowl. "I'll go where I'm needed the most, without complaint, whether it be the front lines or further back, as support." He would definitely need brushing up on some of his fighting, though. Hand-to-hand was one thing: at least he had some weapons proficiency under his belt, but that would need to be brushed up on as well.<br/><br/>Finishing off his coffee, he set the cup to one side and waited to see- hear- what would come next.