[ Four arms and pink scales, he'd have thought that girl something entirely other than human in any other case. ]

So I had been wondering before, how everyone working here had become so odd. I can only blame myself for not realizing it sooner.

[ He says that with a sigh and sets the pastry aside. He'll eat it later, honest. Probably. Eventually? But for now, he'd prefer to go back to puffing on his pipe a bit, while the ashes are still smoldering. Though, before he does, he'll give her a somewhat polite nod. ]

Miss Nanami, then. I am John Childermass. I hope this evening has not been too overwhelming for you.

[ Seeing as it has been for him, in a few ways, though he doesn't care to show it too much. ]