It is an honour to make your acquaintance, Master Roy Greenhilt.
[The offered hand is merely met with slight confusion. What is he to do with this? Was this yet another strange custom in this land? It doubles his frustration to know that even the simplest of things such as a greeting can stump him. He was a prisoner in a foreign land, trapped by both physical walls and social as well as linguistic barriers. He's not used to being the fool either, and that's the more degrading and embarrassing thing here. He looks at the hand, and then back at Roy's face, before he took a gamble and reached for the hand with a strong grasp. But the next step of shaking it is something Roy will have to tell him, because he just stops after he's grabbed Roy's hand.]
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[The offered hand is merely met with slight confusion. What is he to do with this? Was this yet another strange custom in this land? It doubles his frustration to know that even the simplest of things such as a greeting can stump him. He was a prisoner in a foreign land, trapped by both physical walls and social as well as linguistic barriers. He's not used to being the fool either, and that's the more degrading and embarrassing thing here. He looks at the hand, and then back at Roy's face, before he took a gamble and reached for the hand with a strong grasp. But the next step of shaking it is something Roy will have to tell him, because he just stops after he's grabbed Roy's hand.]