Darion wanted to give Anrista a chance to get to know the others without giving away that he'd already known her before them or that she had been here longer then they realized. He had promised her as much, but neither would he let her be overwhelmed by the pack. He would step in and take charge if things started to get out of hand, until then he leaned casually against the wall all but ignored and gave her a gentle reassuring smile. He could sense her anxiety and didn't want to draw attention to it. He wished to reach out and offer words or actions to offer comfort and reassurance. Darion might be an adrenaline junky who often joked around and acted like a fool at times when it came to being protective and loyal those were the two things that drew out the serious side of his personality.<br/><br/>He laughed lightly at Micky's words to rib Rem. Shaking his head in exasperation. He actually enjoyed Rem's cooking. He watched Rem leave and sighed lightly. He looked to Anrista and gave her a shrug that said 'don't mind him,' as he regarded her. It was typical and for a moment he felt like a father with recalcitrant siblings bickering over every little thing. He shook his head again laughing lightly.<br/><br/>"That was Rem, he's preparing a meal for us," Darion pointed after Rem. He stepped forwards so he wasn't in the shadow and watched Dan's interaction with Anrista. He grinned lightly and said softly, "That's Dan," as Dan trotted away, most likely to get his clothing.