[It draws something resembling an expression out of him, anyway, settling somewhere between mildly amused and deeply fascinated; he'll watch, at any rate, folding his arms as he does so. They really are docile; it's nice to watch, if nothing else, and nicer still that this...person isn't getting absolutely maimed.]

Yes, I see.

[The words are gentle, though likewise amused; it isn't long before something seems to occur to him.]

Here you are, risking your limbs before we've even introduced ourselves - that really is an oversight, and you have my apologies for it.

[It's accompanied by the briefest of bows from the waist; it's formal, though, deep enough to not be mocking.]

Commandant Alexei Dinoia, of the Imperial Knights. And you are...?