Springlatch couldn't help but look around as they entered the room. His eyes going from temnoceran to temnoceran but in a means that suggested more interest and curiosity then something, say, arachnophobia. Perhaps it was a good thing none of them did fear spiders. He would give a glance towards Mavolus briefly before looking back to the black one they where conversing with and nodded quickly "They where wearing a grey cloak, perhaps you might have seen something of the sort?" he would inquire curiously.