[he's just taking another sweep through the area, honestly, looking for anyone who might need help. less with the game, initially, and more because some people are too stubborn to leave when the pollen floating more or less loosely through the central area gets to be too much for them.

the sound of a voice makes him slow and turn his head toward Aarya, a warm smile drawing across his lips in turn.]

Ah, the one they messaged us for? I should be able to help with that.

[there's a natural politeness to him, of course, as Olivine rests a hand on his chest in something of a greeting.]

Would you like to exchange introductions first?