Logia's stomach tried to expel its contents from the previous night as soon as Elrin started to play with the shadows, but he caught himself quickly, though not quickly enough to avoid his eyes starting to change. He wasn't sure why he was still so sensitive to dark powers after being exposed to them so much as a child, but he figured he'd get used to it eventually.<br/><br/>"Sorry about that, Elrin. I have a .. complicated history with the dark. As far as you joining the guild, though, I'm all for it. I can tell by looking at you that you can handle yourself well enough, and as you can see... we're just getting off the ground."<br/><br/>Feeling a little feverish, he walked over to the receptionist desk and removed his coat, revealing a high collared, sleeveless, purple shirt underneath.<br/><br/>"The only concern I have is the issue of loyalty. My vision for this guild is for its members to be able to count on each other, like a family. So for the moment, why don't we just consider you a tentative member? At least until we get to know each other better. We<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>just meet, after all. If that's acceptable, then we'll arrange for a short term expedition to the surface, and see how things go. If all goes well, we can officially register you as a member with the Council. So... what do you say?"