The Warlock moves to the side after getting his own cup of coffee, allowing the Theurge access to it. He smiles to him, lifting his cup of joe in a salute or greeting.

When he spots the Consilium's sole Guardian, he'll turn his body to face Witch and give a wave of greeting.

When Skye corrects him, he gives her a slightly chagrined look, a small blush coming to his cheeks. It fades after a moment as he nods. "My apologies, Skye. I'll keep that in mind. Sorry."

He nods to Thirteen when she acknowledges him.

He nods to Asclepius as the Arrow enters.

A nod to Aurora. "Same to you."

He nods to Chambers. "Certainly and that's appreciated." When the Hierarch calls the meeting to order, he stands up a bit straighter, nodding to the information about him becoming the Warlock Councilor, at least for the interim. He had held the title before, in a more official capacity, for a limited time before his break. "Understood. I'm happy to step up for that, for now."