It didn't take too terribly long at all before Æn'kae was given something to do. Surely, the prospect of figuring out how -- or if he wanted to -- get involved socially with so many new people would be a bit daunting, especially in such a setting as this, where half of them were clearly the worse for wear from having stayed in this awful place. Tensions and moods were surely all over the place....

But maybe that meant that what he was presented with wasn't too unwelcome? Even not being able to sense things the way he was used to, there was plenty he could tell about this new strange figure. Their footsteps were quiet on the sandy ground, someone to treading lightly rather than announcing their presence... but announce it he did. Softly, the note of a smile in his tone, and in that old language Mallia had been teaching him her people's greetings, "Well met, brother."

He was rather decently tall, and very clearly armored, but there was nothing threatening in his stance. Far from it, the hint of what seemed to be pleased recognition of some sort was plain in his expression as he regarded the younger figure. This... was most definitely who he'd seen Mallia and Skisan speak to a little bit ago. And now he'd taken an interest in Æn'kae as well.