Nihlus' gesture does make him stop, though it takes him a second to fully understand why. Oh, of course. Personal space. He knows all about personal space! (Mostly from invading other people's.)
It's hard to tear his eyes away from the omni-tool - and truth be told, he doesn't completely manage to do it, glancing at it with interest to see if it's doing anything new and exciting every couple of seconds - but... very well. This friendly extraterrestrial needs his help, and what kind of hero would he be if he refused them!
"I suppose it would be Earth around these parts," he admits, somewhat apologetic (but only somewhat.)
A pause.
"Ah- but I haven't even introduced myself!" The comment is more for his own benefit than Nihlus', as the Turian has no way of knowing what he's even saying. When he resumes, he opts to speak much slower, fully articulating each syllable.
"My name is Eusine," he says, bringing one hand to his chest right as he mentions his name, just before giving a little bow. As much as he's looking forward to being this alien's bff and getting all up in their personal space, a bow is simply so much more theatrical than a handshake.
Or he could try a baisemain, but he's not entirely convinced his new alien friend is a lady. Making such a social faux pas would be quite embarrassing.
oh come on he's not going to live THAT long. pls be a pal
It's hard to tear his eyes away from the omni-tool - and truth be told, he doesn't completely manage to do it, glancing at it with interest to see if it's doing anything new and exciting every couple of seconds - but... very well. This friendly extraterrestrial needs his help, and what kind of hero would he be if he refused them!
"I suppose it would be Earth around these parts," he admits, somewhat apologetic (but only somewhat.)
A pause.
"Ah- but I haven't even introduced myself!" The comment is more for his own benefit than Nihlus', as the Turian has no way of knowing what he's even saying. When he resumes, he opts to speak much slower, fully articulating each syllable.
"My name is Eusine," he says, bringing one hand to his chest right as he mentions his name, just before giving a little bow. As much as he's looking forward to being this alien's bff and getting all up in their personal space, a bow is simply so much more theatrical than a handshake.
Or he could try a baisemain, but he's not entirely convinced his new alien friend is a lady. Making such a social faux pas would be quite embarrassing.