Zeref watched as the approach of the Guildmaster had changed the demeanor of the silver haired woman, she seemed as though the interruption had changed her mood into feeling outcasted or unimportant. Watching as she made her way to a tree and demonstrating her magic by bringing the cherry blossom back to full luster, with a smirk Zeref ran his left hand through his midnight hair stopping on the back of his skull. The magic seemed rather interesting to him, the thought of resurrection of any kind was simply astounding. Although he found the words she spoke almost to seem of a self-loathing nature perhaps.
The actions of the first of his greeters seemed to effect the Guildmaster in a manner as her attention to the matter seemed split as she asked Zeref for his name, to which he respond in a manner that may have given of his confusion on the two members relationship. "My name is Zeref." to which by this point his hand had returned to his side and body language had returned to its normal state, having his attention equally split between the two wizards. The strange tension carried on as the current Master began to seemingly sale the silver hair mage to Zeref, who at this point had began resting his right hand on the upper portion of his toga. His mind once again weighing in it's two cents worth with a unheard comment. "These two don't have a care in the world about who you are! Just look in front of you, can't you see the focus is on them you fool!?" With the words being pushed back in his mind allowing clear thought to pass now, the only indicator of his struggle to suppress the voice the tightening of his right hands grip ensnaring his toga only to be released after the voice had faded. Of course this followed with Zeref's curiosity leading him to speak, "So... Am I missing something? Based on the way your acting towards one another it gives a slightly strained relationship... Forgive me if my statement seems bold or above myself." his curiosity written across his face as plain as day, his eyes gradually going between the two as he awaited a possible explanation to his inquiry.
While waiting for their collective response his right foot had slide back lifting slightly to having only his toe pointed down against the ground, to which he began using to draw a repeated circle in the snow. His mind thinking he must appear strange to the two wearing a black and gold trimmed robe wrapped in a toga, but hoped it would not effect their view of him. He hoped this meeting would be of good understanding and make for an excellent start to his new life in the guild. His thoughts once again rained on by the voice, the interruption causing his right hand to once again grip the edging of his toga. "What will you do if they decide your a waste of resources? Will you return to wondering the forests in search of what we seek to free me from subconscious?" The voice fading leaving the words burnt in Zeref's mind as he released his toga once again and remained calmly resting his arm like in a sling from the toga. He still wondering what the had to say of their relationship to one another.