Earning a Warforged's Trust

The Lord of Blades dismissed his advisors when he saw Zakakaz waiting patiently. They had been planning their strategy to claim Eston and had a detailed map laid out on a large table. Once they had privacy he spoke, "A group has come looking for you and sent an animal pin to get your attention. So the King's Citadel has come to track you down Zakakaz. I heard you went out to meet with them. How bad is the situation?" Zakakaz hesitated then responded, "I would not say it is bad. The group is Almiraj Squad . My friend Felryn is among them and wants to speak with you personally. He knows who you are."
Bulwark's shoulder blades narrowed defensively. "You told him?"
"No, he guessed. He is very smart. I warned him that he would not like what you have to tell him but he wants to know anyway. Gnomes are overly curious. He will not leave without answers."
The elder warforged emitted a soft grinding sound akin to a sigh. "I have not heard of Almiraj Squad. I assume they were founded after I left. If you know them what do you recommend as a course of action?"
Zakakaz paused to think. He was unused to being asked for his opinion by leadership. Eventually he responded, "I trust Felryn and he vouches for his companions. I think you should meet with them and tell them the truth about who they serve."
"What makes you trust this gnome?"
Zakakaz went deep into thought again. Explaining his feelings was difficult and he had trouble putting it into words. Finally he simply said, "He gave me a name."
With a grim smile the Lord of Blades nodded. "Very well, I shall meet with your friend and his companions. Hopefully your trust is not misplaced."