"It's Sinclair. Thomas Sinclair." He leaned back, removing his baseball cap (which still looked very out of place and somewhat ridiculous, probably because all of his other clothing was Victorian.) He performed a little bow as well as he could with the Xtransceiver on his wrist like it was, and smiled warmly, appreciating the formality with which Estelle introduced herself.
"The pleasure is all mine, Miss Heurassein," he said courteously. Having a French mother and speaking only French for small periods of his childhood meant that he was well-trained in the art of pronouncing awkward names. He didn't quite think Estelle was French, though; nothing about her seemed that way. Some other nationality, then. But she was well-dressed and good-mannered, which, to Thomas's understanding, meant she was of a high status or wealthy. He subconciously slid into oh-look-it's-a-high-status-wealthy-lady mode.
"Congratulations on catching that Pokemon; you did very well under the circumstances." He grinned. "I believe that, since you are using this network, you must be an outsider, not from this world? I hope you are adjusting well?"
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"The pleasure is all mine, Miss Heurassein," he said courteously. Having a French mother and speaking only French for small periods of his childhood meant that he was well-trained in the art of pronouncing awkward names. He didn't quite think Estelle was French, though; nothing about her seemed that way. Some other nationality, then. But she was well-dressed and good-mannered, which, to Thomas's understanding, meant she was of a high status or wealthy. He subconciously slid into oh-look-it's-a-high-status-wealthy-lady mode.
"Congratulations on catching that Pokemon; you did very well under the circumstances." He grinned. "I believe that, since you are using this network, you must be an outsider, not from this world? I hope you are adjusting well?"