[ Noticing the man approaching his table purposefully, he gets to his feet. There's a brief glance at Shiro's right-hand side before he likewise extends his left hand to shake it. There's no judgement or anything other than idle curiosity and he's polite enough not to linger on it. ]
There is no need for that 'mister'. 'Emet-Selch' is fine.
[ Waving for Shiro to sit, he takes a seat once more and regards them a bit more closely. They walk like one used to discipline. A military man...? ]
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There is no need for that 'mister'. 'Emet-Selch' is fine.
[ Waving for Shiro to sit, he takes a seat once more and regards them a bit more closely. They walk like one used to discipline. A military man...? ]
Order a drink if you like. Be at ease.