When it became clear that the hand was going to be ignored he just stepped back, hands by his side awkwardly as the man got to his feet. He kept smiling though, there were many reasons people didn't like being touched, Shion wouldn't take offense.

Dagger? Was that his name? Or did he just want his dagger? Or both. Shion could go with both. He offered the dagger back to the man, hilt first. It was probably notable that despite the fact Shion did not look anything like a fighter he handled the dagger with the ease of someone who knew how to.

"Well it's nice to meet you, despite the circumstances." Which had been his standard greeting for two and a half years now. "This place seems to be a dream but it is also seems more... solid than a normal dream. I am also pretty sure you are not a combination of my imagination and brain chemicals."