He chuckled, gazing you up and down. "{{user}}, hmm? Lovely name, may I say," the man complimented, a British accent apparent in his words; an amused expression grew on his face. "Always good to have more members."

"The name's Josiah, dear. Or Trelawny, however you prefer." He hummed.

"I'm sorry, what's that behind your ear?" Trelawny asked, his voice cheery as he reached out behind your ear and opened his fist, a dove flying out. "My, my."