The Scry was persistent, refusing to move away from the spot in front of him. Bel frowned, what was up with the book. His eyes moved back past its form, to the approaching form of the others. At the same time, a female moved to the faun boy, attempting to speak to him. She was not familiar to him, must be someone new. Normally, he would have been one of the first to attempt to greet someone new and welcome them, but at the moment, there seemed to be more going on. Asha had been speaking, telling him that she was alright, something with that not sitting well with him either. The next moment though, she was also moving to the faun boy's side attempting to help him.

Bel tried to take another step forward, but the Scry once more moved in the way it seemed instant on him not getting any closer. In fact, it seemed to be trying to push him back. He had had enough of it when the other asked for his assistance. He could not turn his back on someone who needed his help. Even if it was dangerous for him. Plucking the book from the sky, he shoved it into the bag at his side. Moving forward, he nodded to Asha about helping. It was then that the ringmaster showed up. Bel paused in his movements, allowing her instead to get close to the other. She told him that it was alright, that the visitors were not apparently going to harm them. From the way she spoke, it was not hard to tell that she was familiar with their guests.

Then again, from the studies he had done on the circus, it was not hard to believe. His eyes moved back to the trio for a moment. The twins speaking to the woman between them, he still could not shake the worsening feeling within him. The Scry glowed in the bag by his side, fidgeting around clearly wanting out. He was going to get an ear full from it later about all of this. Seems the situation had already gained the attention of a small band of their people. "Perhaps it would be better to move all of this in a more....agreeable position?" he said, rather than bluntly out in the middle of the circus. Whatever the three were here for, he doubted they would want to speak either way out in the open where all could hear. Unless they were the bold kind.

There were those who did things such as that on purpose to invoke a response. Already, he could feel the odd sense coming off of them getting stronger as they got closer. For some reason, instead of making him more on edge, at the moment, it seemed to be draining him a bit. He had slept well last night, been up early as usual and had not done much yet today. Perhaps it would be better though to get a slight nap in before the events of the night. If the ringmaster did not need their assistance or asked them to leave, that would be his plan. There was a large tree on the edge of the circus grounds that was perfect for napping under. Then again, part of him wondered how he could think of relaxing at this moment? If the ringleader trusted these people though, then he had no reason not to. He trusted her judgement.