The pack mentality, being a team player... Vayan makes note of this, and approvingly. His servants know better than to mirror the actions of Angel's posse; it would not do to insinuate weakness on one's Lord's part. He stands alone, and he stands tall.

His eyes wander from one after the other, meeting their looks. Only once this is done, does he incline his head to acknowledge the little firefly.

"Ahm willing."

"Ahm willing!"