As Ganta spoke Kreft became interested, for Dragoste Ganta needed people willing to defend it. Kreft was more than willing to defend something he cared any bit about. This yet to be pack might be a place for him, to stay permanently if not to stay until he became annoyed of it. It went against his ideals to even possibly consider being willingly in the same pack as the kin of Sin, but Ganta seemed to be alright for now. “I am more than willing to work for my keep in a pack, I suppose when you get around to forming this pack I’ll be interested in being a part of it. Until then I’ll spend my time in Talis.” He had somewhere to go now, somewhere to be, even if it wasn’t for long he had a chance at some stability for once, the thought of this made him happy.