Lost myself in you - Returning

Michael didn't know much about the Glades, aside from their involvement with the Coalition. He hadn't been in the main throes of the raids, and had instead preferred to stay in or near the smaller, important buildings, in order to keep them safe. So, he had never seen Medusa or the rest of her group, and he held no anger or bitterness in his eyes as he moved over. Instead, he was just curious about why Xhocoatl had bolted on them, and where he had been. Sitting down in front of the pair, the dealer spoke softly, his head tilting to one side, "Hey there, Medusa. M'name's Michael, and I'm a dealer around here. I've known Xhocoatl for a little bit now." He then turned his attention over to Xho, one ear flicking as he questioned, "It's good to have you back... did you get tired of us, or something?" His tone wasn't hostile, instead it was mostly amused and a little baffled. Normally when people left to head for another group, they didn't come back.