[ It's. A very firm handshake. Pleasant. Lelouch... works his smile a little smoother, a little more comfortable. Euphemia's brother. Only here, far from his hundreds of siblings, is that even a remotely helpful designation. ]
Yes. A... friend of hers, I take it? [ Why wouldn't she be friends with such a friendly, ludicrously-handsome man. ] [ ...You probably made her blush. Not like him. He didn't blush. He's fairly sure. ]