There was a couple of knocks on the door before a face, a young man peeks out from behind it and briefly lets his eyes wander around their quarters, given that the other man before did not actually lock it when they entered in the first place. The first thing that comes out of his mouth was a small "Hello?" that wavered in what can arguably be considered as a tone of shame in his voice.

"Hello sirs, madams." He started before going inside halfway through where he could be seen wearing nothing but a commoner’s clothes, a knapsack and another large handbag that lets out a metallic noise whenever he moves it. "I'm afraid I'm lost. My name is Sirius Kyros but others call me Rius for convenience’s sake. The door outside says [i]Libra[/i] so... Yes. Anyhow, I'm sorry for intruding but may I ask if it's still too late to sign up? The other squads were apparently full and I was referred here." His voice was soft but not necessarily hushed and his face held that of a child-like innocence as well as a smile that would be seen on someone that’s, as popularly called, [i]a person that cannot hurt a fly[/i].

Looking around, Sirius notices the others and he keeps the ashamed but friendly face on as he tried to take in the features of each… person in the room. They all look amiable and nice so he nods at them as he muttered a small hello for each of them under his breath.