Morito gladly took the armored blond woman's offered hand smiling, glad to have an in with this group so quickly especially since many of them seemed to have strange and unusual powers. At the least one could seemingly light her arms and presumably other things on fire and one seemed to be just a large, talking skeleton. Morito didn't actually find this sort of thing very unusual anymore. He'd seen enough to know that things like magic, psychic powers and ancient deities existed and that there was far more to all of it than even someone with his level of worldly experience had yet seen.

When the strange little bird flapped cheerily around Morito's head his smile was completely genuine. It seemed cheery and adorable enough and it was more than welcome in such a strange setting. The man with the afro seemed nice enough and the bird's trust in him made it seem he was at least not obviously evil, nor did he seem to radiate any hostile intent, at the moment anyways. The glimpse of his strange tattoo put Morito on edge. It was clearly out of the ordinary, and it felt too similar to 'Dead Language' powers he'd encountered in the past to not make him more than a little wary, even though not everyone who had exercised such powers had been evil in his experience. He thought he did a decent job of disguising the reaction anyways.

"Y-yeah, we can be lost together at least! My name's Hayama Morito, and I'm a student at Mikado Academy! I-it's nice to meet everyone!" 

Morito used the nervous bow he made to study everyone he hadn't taken notice of thus far. The skeleton and the man who claimed to be from outer space seemed the most concerning so far. Morito didn't buy his act of innocence for a second, and even if he was 'just' serving his country great atrocities had been committed for just that reason. Although, the tall one with the fancy coat and needle hair seemed...off somehow? Perhaps it was just his own long history of accomplished lying, but he felt there was definitely more to the man than his ditz-like exterior suggested. The floating DS-playing girl was definitely strange but seemed not threatening...yet anyways, while the shouting one called Nobuo seemed like the energetic hero-type. The glasses one dressed like an old-fashioned RPG mage was intriguing but had said little since Morito arrived.

This was...an interesting group to work with, although Morito had done more with less. For now he'd maintain his child ruse until he had a firm grasp on the situation and exactly why they were here.Plus, unless there was a truly pressing need for him to fight, it would be better to see what his new 'companions' would do. Thus, after completing his introduction he stuck close to the blonde woman in armor, feigning nervousness. After he found out what they were doing here, he would escape along with whoever else here wasn't obviously evil, then make sure those he cared about were safe.