Norian had stumbled for just a moment, before Albert dove at the opprotunity. Norian, in shock, was shoved out of control and pushed back into his mind. A small smile started to slip across the bearded man's lips. He swiftly masked it by rubbing over his beard, and then, keeping a straight face, nodded and said, "Yes. I accept."
After the acceptance, Norian had returned to power, and scratched his heard a bit more. He'd say, "I'm heading into Lhavit. Will you join?" He'd off his arm, almost like they were about to head off on a mystical adventure. This isn't necessarily false, but it was a simple gesture to try and at least help with some of the pain of the recent death.