"Hell of a welcome. Do all new arrivals get the awe-inspiring tour through the ages or am I special?"

It's a casually asked question as Hawley saunters towards him, pose relaxed and easy but there's an intent alertness to his gaze as he studies the man he's here to meet.

He pauses beside him and holds out his hand in greeting. Handy that he doesn't have to bother with an introduction, apparently. He's not sure whether to be worried about that or not. People who know who he is before he meets them is rarely a good sign. His reputation doesn't always work to his benefit.