Morts answer regarding his eyes left a bit to be desired. Of course if it teammate didn't know, then he simply didn't know. Tamwyn himself didn't know why when he channeled lightning chakra his eyes glowed. It would be a bit unfair of him to expect Mort to have the answer to why his eyes were strange when Tamwyn himself didn't have them for his own. So he'd let that drop easily enough. Sophie's reaction to his compliment would cause a small smirk to adorn his features. Morts attempt to cover up his new screw up would widen that smirk and when he basically leapt to assist Tamwyn the pale haired genin would start to laugh. With his teammate cleaning up the other end of the training grounds and meeting him in the middle the evidence of Ryuko's poison rain would be completely gone. Sealed up safe and sound in a storage scroll or two.
At Sophie's thanks for the work Tamwyn would give a polite bow, hand over heart as he spoke. "Why of course Lady Sophie, we men things would get bored if all we did was sit around and let the ladies do all the work." He would say, his tone obviously that of a joking manner. With that they'd be off to the showers. While inside and with Mort easily within hearing range Tamwyn would speak, the sound of the rushing water and the distance from their original location making it impossible for the lady to hear. "So Mort, Sophie, you going to ask her out? It's obvious she's interested in you." He would say, wondering briefly if he had timed this poorly. If Sophie brought their changes of clothes at that moment, she might hear his question, or Mort's answer.
Relationship drama aside, Tamwyn wanted to know and if the answer was honest, of which he doubted his teammate would give, it would only help both of them should Sophie overhear. Once the showers were done and both were back at the table, Tamwyn in his simple shinobi pants and boots, hair damp and lank from the wet, but not dripping. A dark haired woman whom Tamwyn could intellectually appreciate as extremely attractive. Her manner was overtly casual, almost aggressively so and her style of speech spoke of one who gave respect in her own way. Such individuals didn't bother Tamwyn really, it was their own personality quirk, like Tamwyn's studied politeness and Morts..Eccentricities. Her demand to know of 'where the boss was' was quickly correlated to 'Where's Ryuko?' even though she hadn't used the woman's name. Who else would be here at this time who would warrant the title 'boss' after all?
"Not back yet, we took a small break for about an hour. It's about up actually." He would say politely a welcoming smile on his features. A person bringing a message to Ryuko perhaps? Maybe, but somehow Tamwyn doubted that quite a bit. Right after his statement, as if summoned, Ryuko-sensei appeared. The name she gave the woman was quite long and he honestly hadn't caught it on the first saying of it. He'd have to ask El-whatever what it was later. However apparently she was indeed supposed to be here. Beginning to put two and two together Tamwyn would make the simple leap in logic that this woman was to be their third teammate. That would fill them as a squad and he wondered what talent she might bring to the table as well. He wasn't entirely sure what Mort brought either, only that he would have to be talented for Ryuko to have taken him as a sensei.
Ryuko's words would draw Tamwyn from his thoughts and he'd look to find her holding out a large scroll for him. Taking it, and holding it near reverently he'd nod his head. The ANBU guards that had accompanied her were probably here for the sake of protecting this scroll while he got to read what he was being allowed to read. He wouldn't keep them waiting. Moving toward the table Tamwyn would unfurl the scroll directly to the first marked location for him, bypassing all else as he was asked. He didn't have permission to look at the other techniques. Coming to first in the list was 'Lightning Release Armor' reading it's passage swiftly he'd commit it to memory before moving on. The variants of the previously mentioned technique would also be marked and he'd memorize those two noting that they were downgraded versions of the former with lower cost and therefore lower output of power.
He'd quickly read through the entries for the 'Lariat', 'Hell Stab', and finally 'Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop.' Each of the techniques would be committed to memory. As he wasn't sure if he would train them today. As a matter of fact he severely doubted it. Taking up team time with his personal training was rude and so he'd learn them on his own later. Closing the scroll carefully, making sure not to damage it in anyway, he would seal it back up and hold the large scroll up to Ryuko. It would safer riding her back, or at least in her possession, than on the table for anyone to read. "Thank you Ryuko-sensei. I should've said it before, I'm sorry. I guess I got too excited." He would say, a small sheepish grin on his features.
Thinking back to what he'd heard in his subconscious he'd nod his head. She had given Mort a pair of short swords he'd been promised. Then told El-whatshername that she hadn't forgotten about her. Nothing else had been said in that so he figured either Ryuko would tell her on her own, or she had given her something. The scroll in their new teammates hands would give evidence to the latter. Finally, Ryuko would tell them to say hello to their squad mates. Which meant Tamwyn had been reading when he should have been being politely at attention. Wincing at his blunder he would stand, at remembering Ryuko's mention of a team designation Tamwyn would consider it for a moment. He would need to hear more of El-whatshername first.
The thought of introducing oneself was simple enough, and Ryuko would start by going first. Nodding his head as he listened, he would shift his attention to Mort as his purple haired teammate went next. Finally, it was his turn to have that metaphorical baton passed to him. "First, allow me to apologize to you all for my earlier rudeness. My personal excitement for new techniques should not have caused me to forget my basic manners." He would say, emphasizing the apology with a small bow with his hand over his heart, particularly toward El. As since they hadn't really spoken prior she had no frame of knowledge for why he might be so excited at the prospect of new lightning jutsu. So she would be the most slighted if anyone was. "My name is Tamwyn, no family name. My favorite time of day is dawn or dusk. I enjoy relaxing in a hot bath after a hard days training, improving myself, and honesty, which I understand is an oxymoron given our profession oft times requires deception. I generally dislike laziness, but I have been known to enjoy a day or two of relaxing. I despise losing, although try to do so with grace. About the only thing I truly hate in this world are Jashinists." He would say, his eyes becoming hard on the last. "As a matter of fact, I think it best to elaborate that if I can avoid it. I wouldn't speak to a Jashinist, or even outwardly acknowledge their very existence. There is nothing I would like more than to see that joke of a 'religion' abolished permanently." He would follow up, his voice strong as he drove the point home. He wanted it known so that if anything having to do with the heretical individuals came up it would be clear where his opinions would be.
"My hobbies include training, although as shinobi that one hardly counts. But I do thoroughly enjoy whittling, or woodcarving, if you're unfamiliar with the term. My dream is to become a legend. I want the world to know my name, for generations after my death. I see my talent for lightning techniques as my clear path to that end but I'm also working on saving the money to break into high society as someone who had nothing. Hoping that the prestige of being a member of Kumogakure's high society will give me respect and renown that my shinobi capabilities might not. I also hope to one day have a family. After successfully making my way into the upper echelons of the populace. I have nothing to offer a possible significant other at this particular time." He would say, explaining why he was so interested in going on higher level missions to make more money and why he was so hell bent on obtaining more. "As a team designation, I can't promise this'll fit. But personally, I like the ring of 'Team Aegis'". he would finish, giving his opinion of the potential team designation. Such a title had to be clear and simple, and easily be remembered. It had to be a name one was willing to be associated with and one that might strike fear into opponents who knew of the squad name. Team Aegis, was a good name that fit all of those criteria in Tamwyn's eyes, although if the others disagreed, then he wouldn't mind.