Jack had been looking around the room idly as he waited, though the second Lea pointed someone out outside, Jack froze. Sure, rodents can be intelligent, but isn't it a bit far far fetched that this rodent had brought friends? Jack thought so anyway, so as silently as possible he reached for his sword and slowly drew it. He was confident in his own abilities with it, certain that in an actual fight he would be able to dance with the best. At least for awhile. And he judged, in his mind, that Lea wasn't that good in a frontal fight, her agility and small stature lend her far better advantages when striking from behind, or from the shadows. At least, that's how he saw it.<br/><br/>Desira on the other hand, Jack honestly had no idea where to put her. She looked intimidating, with her leather and whip. She had proven her skill with said whip previously, however to Jack, she looked more like one of the women he'd pay to spend an evening with, that one he would go to battle with. As such, he looked to her for any signs of what she would do. Would she prepare for combat or would she be certain that the fully armored woman standing outside be a friend?<br/><br/>Not taking any chances on his own part, Jack prepared mentally. Sure, he was a broad shouldered, big armed and thick chested individual. Thanks to years spent in battle on preparing for them. And despite the scales he wore underneath his thick leather jacket covering most of his form and stature, it was evident to see that he filled his armor out well.<b>"Whatever you decide, I'm with you."</b>he whispered to Desira and Lea, wanting them to know that, for better or worse, they were a team now.