The idea of Dorian speaking to someone made Bramen's heart start to race a little, his blood pumping a bit faster. He nodded a bit idly to it, the idea of possibly joining in that faction a thrilling thought. He shifted a bit closer to Dorian, finishing his drink off and setting it down on the table. He rubbed at his knees a little, looking over towards the entrance to the bar before turning his attention back to his friend.

He was eager to get to the moon now, knowing it would be a good experience to spend with Dorian. Investigating the colonies could prove fruitful - and Dorian was so interested in the history of it all. Bramen's focus tended to be on what he could do to help - whether it was strikes, patrols, even routine missions. Anything to keep people safe, let people like Dorian research as they wished. The Traveller had a balance of people like that, everyone had a role to play, everyone was happy to play their part in it all.

"Are you finished with your drink?" The Awoken asked, rubbing his knees again, "I could walk with you to meet your fellows, if you'd like."