[ He accepts her hand and shakes it. He doesn't linger, makes the entire moment quick. It's strange, he notes. She's the slightest bit taller than him, if he were without his antlers. They always make him look a bit taller than he is. He tilts his head a little and nods. He takes in her name. Humans are so varied, so interesting.

He keeps his eyes on her face when she speaks. He's listening, calm, but he shakes his head at her offer. ]

No. I'm fine.

[ Ah -- ]

I'm Louis. Angela, nice to meet you. It's fine, I forgot to, too. You gave me a good enough description that I can figure it out. I should have said --

Well, that I were a deer. With how many people who become animals here, it's easy to forget.