Max felt his cheeks flush slightly as he was corrected- of course, why would he even say something like that? He had some natural ability but he was still a long way from completing his training. He nodded as Judas' assistant warned him against forgetting his limitations, although it was more a slip of the tongue than a statement concerning his prowess.<br/><br/>The woman directed his attention to a figure approaching from a distance; Max watched as the man began running, leaping over crates, propelling himself off of a Warpiece's back, and then up to the ship in a seemingly effortless display of arcane prowess. Before the man could even look at him, Max already knew it had to be Judas.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Oh, hello,"</span>the Caster said with a wave, making Max's brow raise slightly, somewhat taken aback by the man's demeanor.<br/><br/>"Hello Sir, I'm Maximilian Hendrix, the new Journeyman Caster," he replied with a sideways flick of his eyes towards the woman who'd corrected him. "I was just speaking to your assistant and-"<br/><br/>He broke off as a Warpiece landed on the airship as well; a moment later a woman with auburn hair jumped down from its back and immediately began checking its parts for damages (he presumed). She worked quickly, whatever it was she was doing, and once she straightened up to address the man that would be his Mentor, Max saw with a jolt that she was actually relatively attractive, in spite of the numerous smudges on her face that had to be some kind of grease. She certainly had the look of a mechanic.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> "So, don't suppose it's time for a formal introduction?"</span>