(Blush of life, consuming alcohol)
Prosper grins at the polite engagement with his first language, "Und auch Ihnen einen guten Abend, Fräulein Vitale." He offers his hand for a firm shake.
"Excuse me, my friend is here," he laughs to the intrigued couple, leading Elettra along the upper deck of the boat.
"Did you want a drink? I also have a table ready with one of the better views if you are more focused on business." The Savage thumbs back towards the bar with his other hand still wrapped around the crystal glass whiskey. He had a light energy about him, though not as human as Lina's as far as Dragon secrets go.
However, the man did have a reputation of politely snarling at impressive predators without so much as a flinch, if last Court had meant anything. The Grand Wyrm's warning of his cavalier attitude towards social niceties bubbles to the surface.