A Certain Proposal [tag;; Daniel, Open]

"Okay," Daniel said slowly, noting Alba's tone. He was just starting towards Alba so they could whisper but someone stepped in front of him.
Alba looked flustered but introduced herself to the girl. Daniel, not being that social, wasn't that nice about.
"I'm sorry, Abbigale was it? Well Abbigale, I would like to point out that myself and Miss Hache here are in the middle of a discussion. One that, I'm sure, doesn't involve you," Daniel knew he was being harsh but he was sick and tired of tribute after tribute coming up and introducing themselves when both of them knew an alliance would never be made. On top of that, Daniel would know their names he was forced to kill them. He didn't want that.
Daniel bent over in a bow and gestured his arm out to the rest of the gym.
"Good day Miss Abbigale."

Daniel gave a nod. He understood, he'd have someone with him going into this thing. This idea made his shoulders relax a bit but when Alba started calling to the Abbi girl he straightened back up to his full height again.
"No she throws off the numbers!" He wouldn't be surprised if Alba was sick of him by now but he calculated in his head their chances. Most groups had five people. Right now they had two. Each of them had their strengths. They could pull it off but tossing in a third person he hadn't evaluated fully yet, well it made him uneasy. Daniel didn't like change very much, and this whole situation was putting him on edge but now he couldn't get his numbers to work right.
He gave a sigh.
"Fine let her come over," Daniel figured they could see what she could do and what alls he had planned so far. Who knows she might have a skill that fit perfectly with Daniel's equation.