(ooc apologies for so many posts...having problems)
Visser Three came in just before Saruman began his speech, his Andalite host's hooves clopping against the floor as he moved. He felt no need to morph or hide here; he was more intimidating this way, and he did not care about his host body's true form being seen here. He took care to keep his host's tail blade where it would cause no harm, although he would not have cared if it had *accidentally* done some damage.
He did not sit, as Andalite physiology does not allow it, but stood watching and listening, his host's main eyes on Saruman while the stalk eyes watched the others. Truth be told, he felt the same loathing as Saruman did, and was further a bit uncomfortable with this strange being. He would never display it, but he knew Saruman and some of the others had powers he did not know the full extent of yet. He could see also that the others were gazing at him again and again because of his strange-to-them apperance in this host.
*I have excellent ways of obtaining information.* he commented, agreeing in a sense with the one called Jane. Most beings, no matter what species, were only too eager to spill when confronted with an Andalite tail blade to the throat.
His only regret was that he had no other yeerks here. Most satisfying of all was obtaining information right from a host's brain and forcing the creature to speak its own knowledge with its own mouth