Tentative is the word for Josh's preparations for tea, although his attire is unlike anything he would normally wear to such an occasion. Dressed in a casual set of clothing, more accustom to field work at a dig or on expedition, Josh makes sure to secure his Colt .45 in his shoulder holster, hidden by his jacket, as well as his dagger in a boot sheath worn within the side of his left harness boot, covered by the hem of his khaki pants.
si vis pacem, para bellum crosses Josh's thoughts as he puts his wide brimmed hat upon his head. Looking ever the American, almost cowboy like, the Marine heads for the meeting. Peace, please let me be wrong.
Once at the meeting, Josh joins his feels, looking at the offered broad sheet, before a dower look crosses his eyes.
"Not good," says Josh, the muscles along his jaws tightening, slightly, as his teeth grind together quietly.