Danzer gave a soft, tense smile. He normally liked people to be unassuming of what he was, or that he was anything at all really. Worked better to make them trust him before he moved into the whole being a nasty monster bit, but as that was no longer an option; heâ€™d just have to make the best of the given situation. Besides, he had been told before that he was â€˜disarming and unassumingâ€™ when not tearing people to bits. â€œWell, you are correct not to fear me. I do hope youâ€™ll find me most agreeable, in fact. As we will be fighting alongside each other, weâ€™ll have to trust each other immensely and any doubt would be unfortunate.â€<br/><br/>As Trey continued on, Danzer winced  a little. Giving a soft groan as his eyes closed and he brought one hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose, brow furrowed. Still fighting the after-haze of the sedatives, Danzer took a moment to himself before opening his eyes and looking back to Trey. Beast Slayer? Well, that wasâ€¦an interesting title. Especially one for him to be teamed up with. However, at the last part, he smiled a bit. Well, at least he seemed to like dogs. That would come in rather handy.<br/><br/>â€œWell, thank you for the briefing,â€ he teased, picking up on the nearly formal tone that Trey had taken with him. â€œ You sound like a promising partner to me, especially the dog bit. Always said that animal lovers end up being good people. Well, if we are going back and forth, I should let you know Iâ€™ve been with the guild for some time. In fact, a very long time, however, I was more of aâ€¦consultant up until a few years back.â€<br/><br/>Still pacing, he just thoughtfully looked around, deciding what to say before finally looking back to him, taking a deep breath as he tried to focus and push past his tension.â€œAs for personally, Iâ€™ve lived in the states my entire life where I worked for the guild at a few different locations. Hmm, what else? Uh, big fan of music. Mostly classic rock or violin annnddâ€¦.oh,  Iâ€™m a huge fan of the color gray and anything sweet. Other than that,â€ he opened his arms up as he started walking, â€œIâ€™m an open book. A drugged book, at the moment, but I promise the words will be a little less foggy to read starting tomorrow.â€<br/><br/>Well, that was half true. Cept that whole other half of him. Still, it was true as far as his personality was conserned. While he was on edge about being in a new place, with new smells and sounds, once he settled in somewhere he was rather laid back (something that was often called â€˜misleadingâ€™ from his prior stations).<br/><br/>â€œOh,â€ he added quickly, â€œas for the testing. We will begin tomorrow. Just basic things such as getting use to each other styles, making sure we havenâ€™t gotten rusty, and other such normal nonsense. So, I see what weapon youâ€™re fond of,â€ he motioned with one hand to Treyâ€™s sword, the other hand slipping into his pocket. â€œAs for myself, when not doing strictly hand to hand, Iâ€™m a fan of a Taurus .357 snub nose. Bit of a pistol buff when it comes to strictly domestic fights. For the bigger and less human targets, well, letâ€™s just say I get a bit more up close and personal with what weâ€™re fighting. Think of me as a nice distraction while you can move in and work your finesse.â€ It was clear, just from the size of the man and his description, he was more of the brute force of the team. Less strategic and more chaotic, a moving target type. (d)