Thinking about it, shouldn't he be more wary of strangers? If so, what was he doing following one through the club and upstairs? There wasn't much to say about it. He didn't seem put off by his speech and that was a bit of a first for him. The moment his hair was no longer in his hand, his fingers were twisting behind his back, cracking the joints. Another nervous quirk that he could at least hide. The speech, looking down or away, playing with his hair or pieces of clothing? Not so much.
From what he knew from this place, which admittedly wasn't too much, upstairs was a bit of a vip area. One that he normally wouldn't have been going to. Then again, this whole situation wasn't something he would have done just a few weeks ago. A week ago. Mab was either a very good influence or a pretty bad one. Which she ended up being was to be seen. Who was this man to just shoo others away like that?
Another little swirl of worry got to him before he pushed it back as best as he could. He hesitated a moment as Joseph sat down before he did as well - not too far but not right next to him, either. A little bit of space. The offered hand was given the same small hesitation before he returned it. Giving over his hand to people didn't tend to go all that well for him, either.
"Rhys Green." Maybe he should change his name. "I was embraced a few months ago..." Not that Henry would have had the chance to 'present' him to anyone. His first real introduction into this world had been meeting the Prince first hand, as well as the sheriff. Going to the tower probably had been the dumbest and smartest thing he could have done in those first nights of his sire's disappearance. He wasn't sure what to say or not to say. He wouldn't come to harm here, not in this place, but that didn't mean that information wasn't important. "I-I didn't know I was supposed to be presented."