Looking up as he heard a Scottish accent talking to him - at least he assumed so since he was the only one there - he looked up to notice that Wesley was walking towards him. He'd heard Dean mention his name a few times, and Evander had motioned to him as one of the Division Heads at the meeting.

"Good morning." The tall American said with a gentle smile, as he looked the man up and down as if trying to figure out what kind of man he was. Come on now, Jaxton wasn't so bad - he was just cautious and paranoid and he'd been telling the YATI's to be careful... although he truly didn't think that Evander would place any cultists as Division Heads... unless of course they were hiding that from him.

"Wesley, isn't it?" He asked, getting right to the punch.