Jason observed each individual. "Is this the group worth sticking around? I need to weigh in my options." Jason thought to himself. When questioned on joining their group, brought forward by Boris, Jason's expression changed from nervousness to serious.
"For starters, I have to declined giving out my name. Mainly because I merely just met all of you. Although I'm certainly grateful of you, Boris, for saving my hide from the Blinders. However, I'll let the record show that I have no interest of becoming a part of whatever you two are doing." Jason took a breath. "As this man, Erza, himself said, I do not have the coincidence of lending any form of trust, as all of you should definitely understand by this point."
Jason gripped onto the bag with the food. After Erza stated about his choice of leaving, he thought about the Blinders roaming outside. Considering that they were trailing him on the stench of the dead rabbit, he let out another sigh.
"But. I'm not an idiot. I can see that I'm in a bind." Jason said. "If you can lead me out of this dreaded place, then it would be into my favor to remained here. However, once we reached a certain point, I'm parting my ways." Jason looked for an chair, sitting down as he placed the bag onto the table.
"I won't be telling any of you my first name. Don't take it personally. You can referred to me as Mr. Wayne." Jason said.