The winged masked Swordsman himself, Meta Knight silently observed his crew outside from the bridge in the Halberd… he shifted slightly,

He silently fidgeted with his blue long hair before he’d hear someone knock on the door… he didn’t answer yet, he approached the door and looked out the peephole… he saw an unfamiliar person… thing…?… someone who… was somehow here without his crew’s or Captain Vul’s knowledge.

But for some reason he’d open the door despite his suspicions and questions slowly running through his head, even letting the unknown person in…

Although being quite confused. He didn’t show it much, still having his cold and serious demeanour, he immediately went to questions,

“Who are you, and why are you here.” Meta Knight asked, staring the unknown person down… but he’d slightly tilt his head slightly in somewhat curiosity and confusion. Hoping not to accidentally come off as rude or that intimidating to drive the person away… plus they didn’t look like they really had any intentions, but he realised that he looked far more intimidating because the lights weren’t on and it was just the dim sunlight that brought minimal brightness to the room, so he turned on the lights… to see who this person or… something was.