Aamu scampered off the top of the bookshelf and sat down beside Joe. She dipped her head respectfully. "I am Aamu," she introduced herself. "I don't know you, but any friend of Solomon's is a friend of mine." The colors of her mask lightened to a pinkish red and became soft and pleasant. She batted Joe on the head, who kind of swatted at her. It was only then that Joe realized that he should be introducing himself.<br/><br/>He collected himself and cleared his throat and said, "I'm Joe Woolf. Like the Virginia one." He sort of said it proudly, even though his voice sort of faltered. He was supposed to be good with people, so he was surprised how timid he sounded. Though he held himself well, he didn't do that weird step back thing that Salem had done, because Joe was determined to look confident in front of these people.<br/><br/>Aamu then piped up next. "This is their second day in Limbo, forgive them if they're a little shy," she said eying the newcomers warily. Even though they said they were friends, the whole entrance they had made was a little off-putting.