[Salone]

"Darby, let's leave it at just 'Darby'. And you'll be working on a smaller scale this go around."

Isaac Darby Hemlock walked around the man slowly, as if sizing up a patient of the equestrian variety. He made 'hm' and 'hrm' sounds here and there, as if checking for various things before he threw his hands up.

"Forgive me, where are my manners? Can I offer you anything? You must be hungry after your, er, journey I suppose is the word. Would you like a um...a Curly Wurly?"

Isaac produced the treat from his pocket before looking slightly abashed. Here before him stood a man who looked as if he had conquered the world many times over, a man so legendary he had been taken up by the Grail itself to participate in a legendary war, and Isaac had just offered the man a child's snack bar. He decided to double down however, and figured it would be best to continue the offer instead of rescinding in the face of such a person.