Jayce followed along behind Noire, keeping pace with the black beast, though he really wished they could move at a slower pace. Luckily, the citizens of Middlemist were swift enough to stay out of Noire's way, as the pooch didn't really care who got in the way of it's unstoppable one-track rampage towards the Guild. She did, eventually, come to a skidding halt as she saw Celia at the front of the guild hall. As she came to a complete stop, she barked happily before running up to Celia, and raising her paw to offer a handshake. 

As Jayce caught up, he saw Noire offer her paw to Celia, the usual way she liked to greet people. That or just jump on top of their heads and bite their heads. Took him a while to get her to learn to do which when. Raising his artificial arm, he gave a clunky wave back, saying: [b]"Mornin' Celia."[/b] Looking down, he placed his left hand on Noire's head and gave her a quick pat. He said: [b]"I'll get ya one of these days, ya little fleabag..."[/b] Looking back to Celia, he held his usual casual smile and said: [b]"So, got any jobs picked out for today?"[/b]

Noire gave a light growl at Jayce's pat, as well as his mention of her being a "fleabag" quickly lowering her paw and then holding the other back up to Celia.