Re: Intro/meet-and-greet
Ren was the last to arrive, dressed in a dark t-shirt, and generally dark colors head to toe. While the apartment he called home was nearly as far from this manor as it was possible to be, Ren showed no particular sign of being overwhelmed or in awe at the surroundings. His own parent's home in the Capitol in no way matched this. After all, his mother liked to pretend that she was not as elite as she really was, and his Dad wouldn't have known what to do with the oppulance. But Ren had schooled in Europe among other boys with grand family estates, and he could adapt surprisingly to the surrounding, even if social awkwardness would be bound to set in at some point.
He entered the room, glanced around to each of the occupants, giving Kratos a nod of recognition. But it was to Beckett's side that he stepped up next to. "Hey," quiet, but friendly enough. He knew Beckett and suspected based on their conversation and Beckett's interest in jobs at the diner, that he felt rather out of his element.