Jace looks between the others, his face betraying a sudden surprise over the sudden pull of the Wyrd before shifting to a poor mask of disinterest. Connected, somehow, to these strangers. "Curiouser and curiouser," he mused softly. "I wonder what this is about now. Another trap, or... Well, there's only way to find out." Standing up, the lanky guy eased his way through the crowd towards the others, formulating what to say on his way over.