[He has his eyes tracing the crowd, seeing who is even willing to meet the eyes of the fledgling wizards. So to pass over the bold, the curious, the confident and the judgmental, and only finding the North in the more submissive parts of the crowd...
Hm.
His expression stays as it always does, calm and pleasant and polite but not quite reaching his eyes.]
no subject
Hm.
His expression stays as it always does, calm and pleasant and polite but not quite reaching his eyes.]
I am. [Quiet, confident, light.]
Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?