"Autolycus, mystagogue," He responds, shaking Reverb's offered hand. There's the spark of recognition in his eyes when the man introduces himself. After all, how many one eyed members of the Royce family were there? He'd have to look back at his records, but he's probably stolen from the Royces, or Royce funded galleries at least.
Imagine his mirth. Not that he'd tell the man. "So is this a common thing at these? Denunciations, accusations of malfeasance and challenges for position? Or did I get lucky?"
Fame Recognized