"Hi..." Syllona mumbled out, taking one or two unconscious steps closer to Jericho than the guy with slit, red eyes. Well, at least having someone she knew coming along was good, right? She did come into this knowing she'd be working with a team, so she'd just have to get over this other person being a stranger.

At least he had the most normal looking clothes she'd seen since getting here.

"I'm Syllona, and he's Jericho. But, um, he can't talk..." she said, glancing over then up to Wrathion, swallowing and moving on. "So if we're going to do this, let's come up with a plan, yeah?"