[ Signless was a little nervous. Not because he thought Dualscar would betray them, though that was a definite possibility; no, he was worried about making a good impression on him. He was the one person from Artollo's past that his beloved spoke highly of, constantly. Signless knew what it meant for him to leave his moirail behind, and Artollo was so dear to him now that he thanked his lucky stars every day that he'd decided leaving was worth it.

He couldn't in good conscience deprive another troll of the joy Artollo's presence was to him, and so despite the security risk he hadn't protested when his lover had asked to arrange a meeting with his former moirail. Highbloods generally didn't take to Signless, unsurprisingly, as they did not want to give up their powers and privileges for the sake of equality; but perhaps, perhaps this would be different.

Signless really hoped so, for Artollo's sake.

He drew his cloak a little tighter around his shoulders as he followed the directions left in Artollo's note; upon seeing his companions for the night he gave a soft smile, raising a hand in greeting. ]

You both look so grim. I thought this was a meeting of old friends, not a funeral.

[ As he reached the two of them he took Artollo's hand to gently kiss, then turned to Dualscar, offering a small bow. ]

You must be Orphaner Dualscar. It's a pleasure to meet you at last; Artollo has always spoken highly of you...I am Signless.