Kanli has barely looked up from his meal, his faraway gaze looking more like that of culinary ecstasy. He stops, realizes his name was said, and responds.
"By all means, Nathan! It is done!" He touches Nathan's forearm, and the Red Hand appears.
"And, Master Chef Zitteaux, we gladly and humbly accept your great honor." Kanli clears a space in the center of the table, and slams his open palm down upon it, leaving the Red Hand behind on the table.
Kanli calms down, somewhat, his voice more like a smoldering ember than a blazing fire. "Willow," he begins, "the skills of you and your tiger have proven themselves this fine evening. The Red Hand Society would welcome such a capable member as yourself."
He then turns to Zitteaux. "The Red Hand Society is dedicated to making a better world. Certainly you have done so tonight with this incredible meal. We would be honored to be able to include such an important and clever master culinary craftsman as yourself. You are most welcome to join as well." He bows before him.