He had worn the same butler suit of the day that Knux had been kicked out of the family. This variation had a shorter jacket than usual only reaching to his waist and not draping down in the back. With a white shirt that wasn't fully tucked in both ends sticking out the front as if two long ties. Instead of his typical ascot, he wore a white bow tie signifying the happiness of the occasion. Finally, he tightened his white gloves, inspecting them to make sure they kept their white gleam. He had gone to great lengths to wear his glossiest dress shoes, shining them for just the occasion and carrying a rag to shine again before he entered the tavern.
The elevation of Joya compared to Fiore didn't make Ittindi short of breath, but he still found the air lighter. Between the air and his nervousness Ittindi had worked up a small sweat. He wiped his brow and then cleaned his shoes before walking into the tavern. He expected Knux to look similar to the last time he saw him. He had grown but still had the handsome face he remembered. He wondered if he had any children at this point. It would be a shame for such a bloodline to be lost to the world, Ittindi would have to slowly inquire about it. He knew that his master wouldn't identify as his house anymore, but that didn't mean his nobility was gone. No, far from it, it was Ittindi's job to help him create a new house eventually, and that started with a family. A daunting project to be sure. He would approach the table slowly, keeping his face stoic as always.
"Greetings Young Master, It's been quite some time. You have only grown more strong and noble."
Ittindi would do a deep bow after his introduction waiting to be spoken to before even attempting to lift his head or back. He could maintain this position for decades if it meant hearing his young master's voice again.