Hogarth listened to Nova's answer intently after turning towards Old Ben and nodding positively at the sound of his surname. Borrowed time, life debts, and most importantly, some form of adoption? It all sounded so very quaint and almost made him feel bad for not having motives as deep, or a similar story of his own to share. His excitement had certainly doubled, though, knowing that he'd work beside such colorful and varied individuals. Only when the girl was done speaking, however, did he realize that he, too, had to answer Ben's question. His speech put Hogarth in the mood for sure, although in such an emotionally overwhelming moment, he found it harder to form coherent sentences. Not that his reasons for joining were complex enough to need a detailed description, though. After a few moments of blankly staring, first at Nova, then back at Ben, his grin reverted into a small, honest smirk as he lowered his head, staring at the floor. He shuffled on his seat, and, rubbing the back of his neck he proclaimed, with a voice that somehow managed to be both smooth and shrill.

[color=00FA9A][i]"I just really like the dead and whatnot."[/i][/color]