Percy turns to look at the flowers with a frown. "I see," he says, his accent sounding British but not quite almost like the pronunciation of certain words isn't right to the ear. He steps aways from them and towards the young woman smiling.

"Thank you for the warning miss," he says, offering his hand. "I am Percival De Rolo." He is well aware now might not be the time for a long introduction. Vex would be very proud of him for that.