Brannon finally gets a grip on himself, and manages to keep his eyes locked in a line towards the ground, making the situation somewhat tolerable as long as he doesn't look up at that whole wide open sky.<br/><br/>He straightens himself to his full length, still not very impressive, and brushes of his simple clothes and he looks at the soldier and then smiles and he lets his eyes wander, looking at his fellow Accolytes.<br/><br/>"I'm Brannon." he states, before carefully scanning the grounds with his eyes.