It was decidedly odd, Oliver decided, to be looked at in the way she looked at him. He canted his head slightly to the side moments before she moved into his space, pulling his hands from their pockets. It caused him to open his mouth to say something, suddenly unsure what to do with himself as she stepped back with that smile on her lips.
"I... Ah." Oliver gave a shake of his head, laughing nervously, gaze finding the park past her for a moment as he tried to collect himself. "There are two things wrong with that statement," he finally said, still not looking at her. "I am... not a shaman. Interested in the occult, yes, but that's purely academic. As for handsome..." Well, he wasn't sure what to say about that, so instead he simply shook his head and looked back towards her. "Do you greet everyone like this or am I special?"