Nova's eyes narrowed, and he leaned against a nearby wall. While keeping his gaze fixed on the newcomers, he could tell something was up with them from afar, but he did not make any moves yet. He wanted to find out what they were doing, and Kiros stayed close to the cargo at the base, ready in case they attempted anything.
They knew if they wanted to make a place among the ranks, they had to earn it and they could not afford any hiccups or anything getting in their way or they would have to stay undercover for a much longer time than expected and that was not possible either, since they each had their lives to live and other responsibilities as well.
Nova leaned forward when he noticed one of their eyes glowed and the other's tattoo on his right arm, which was that of a tiger, began shifting a bit and his eyes narrowed. He pushed himself off of the wall, getting closer to them, and Kiro glanced at him with his brows furrowed, wondering what he was up to.
