James was, if nothing else, polite. It was a good way to start, but the wolves, for the most part, had been remarkably well behaved. More so than the reputation generally implied. Mab took a moment after inclining her head in return to take the new wolf in. He was not built in the same way as the man she had worked with before. Lighter, perhaps would be a good description. Derek Hale had looked like he bench pressed adults in his free time, James looked strong and slim but more put together on the whole. "Mr. Memon." She returned his greeting, not bothering with false emotions.

She had lost a great deal of gathered contacts in the recent weeks and it had been quite vexing so it was not without a certain appeal, learning that the wolves - minus their intrepid leader who had tried very hard but all in all been unsure of his place in the world, had a representative who was interested in re-establishing the alliance that had given the fae access to doors without worry above the Thames.

"I had not expected any contact from your pack yet. Have you reorganized since Derek Hale's leaving?"