"Madam it is an honor. I am Vance Valliant." He repeated himself. He took a step back.
He could not say he was either an expert or novice in dealing with such deep grief. His own mother had died to young for it to make any sort of impact in the way he had lived. Perhaps some hidden demon of the last year encouraged him to be more sympathetic and more gloomy about such matters. He did not wish to name it in mixed company.
"I do apologize for wrangling out such painful memories. I am perhaps too inquisitive about what I do not know." He admitted. "Not knowing things makes me nervous." He said "I hope you do not see this as any major character flaw or hold it against my family." He said. "I did not mean to make you confess more then you were willing. I am... curious."