His expression remained dark for only a fraction. Instantly it was all smiles and there was a spring in the man's step. His clothing was similar but different enough from the rest of the residents as to stand out. Few people wore bowties, anyway, and his coat was a Edwardian length, dark in color with a tailored vest to match.
"Never better. I'm the King of Alright, but I'd prefer if you'd call me the Doctor. The former is a bit wordy."
The Doctor met Leto, but not without a waive from his sonic first. He checked the readings before tucking it back into an inside coat pocket without a word.