Azwel would like to say that he looked up casually from his coffee at that. It'd be so much more dignified than the reaction he actually had, which was to hork and spurfle hot liquid everywhere and fumble the cup, sending more coffee flying in a graceful arc. He coughs and splutters but manages to catch most of Blaze's announcement.

Right. Well. Despite losing his coffee over the idea, he figures this team will need his help. So he picks up a towel and rubs the worst of it from his face. Then he refills his cup. Adds the sugar and cream. Strolls over to where Blaze is standing.

"Hullo. I've been accused of being smart and tough a few times. I carry my own weapon so I won't need to use any supplies in that regard. I also have field medicine training. So I'd like to join you."

Coffee sip.